“Oh, uhm…It’s okay! I can get back on my own. I just came here to say hello!”

Candace nods in understanding. “Hello to you too, Harley dear. Well then, if you’re sure you’re okay…”

“Mommy, let’s go home! I’m hungry and it’s cold,” Cathy whines from behind her legs, tugging at her thin wrist.

“Oh! Okay, sweetheart. We’ll get going,” Candace replies, smiling down at her daughter. She turns to Harley once more. “It’s nice meeting you Harley but we must get home. So should you, it’s getting late. Quickly go back to your mother, alright?”

Harley stays silent and nods, watching as Candace waves goodbye and turns to leave with Cathy’s hand held in hers.

Next.