He’s not dead! My son’s not dead!
Like a madwoman, the woman broke free from Vinson’s grip and sprinted toward the boy. She stretched her arms out to hug her son. However, to her surprise, the little boy took a few steps backward fearfully and avoided her arms.
She widened her eyes in disbelief. “Baby…?”
The little boy shook his head. “You scolded the woman and man who saved me. You’re a meanie! I don’t want you to hug me!”
As he spoke, he ran toward Vinson and hugged his right leg tightly.
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