"Let's head inside so we can sit down, have some morning tea, and talk about everything," she added.
"All right, Becky," Abby responded politely.
Barry shifted to allow them to enter the home, but his gaze remained fixed on Abby. She was a very sweet young child who didn't appear to be afraid of anything. She entered the home and peered about with wide eyes.
She said with amazement, "Mr. Barry, this is a really big house." "Are you wealthy? Although he was wealthy, my previous father is no longer my father. Although his home was larger than yours, he had more possessions. Has someone taken all you own?"
Abby raised her gaze to Barry, as Becky pursed her lips to contain her laughter. Barry appeared as though he had just encountered an extraterrestrial and was unsure of what to say or do
