Thread:Waring Farms/@comment-27147599-20181118231657/@comment-36910229-20181120131037

Summer's head faced the pillow, eyes shut tight, while she trembled under him, biting into her bottom lip to hold back a sniffle.

Finn held the two close to him, being sure not to squash their daughter and whispered softly. "Come.... We need to go.... Now" he lead them out swiftly.