as the weeks went on, Conor found himself drawn once more to the community center. Since Cara had left on her trip, he felt the urge to visit more often. When he arrived, several of the kids rushed out to greet him.
Little Hannah piped up, “Did you bring us anything, Mr. Conor?”
Conor couldn’t help but chuckle, “Not this time, but perhaps you will let me play with you some. How does that sound?”
Hannah giggled and grabbed his hand, “You should see my drawing!” She led him over to a wall where she and another girl, Maggie had been drawing with the chalk he had brought last time. As Conor looked over the wall, he saw large wings drawn with blue chalk. Several figures stood below, each in a different color.
“And who are all these people?” Conor asked, pointing to the figures.
