The living room was very quiet.
All that could be heard was the ticking of the wall clock, the rhythmic "tick-tick" sound, filling the entire room.
I was lost in thought about Angela, but I had no idea what the others were thinking. Sean kept turning around, looking up as if he was also pondering something.
As for Tyrone, he stood with his back to us for a long time. Maybe he was waiting for the family doctor, or perhaps he was thinking about something else.
'Could he have noticed Angela's keychain too?'
Tintin let out a few grunts, folding his front paws and lying down, resting his head on them. I petted his head, and his tail wagged excitedly.
"Are you hungry?" I asked Tintin, "Shall I add some food?"
Tintin stood up eagerly and followed me to the kitchen. I poured some food into
