Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26130578-20150614070917/@comment-26130578-20150725232758

Some time later, the familiar hand returned and gently nudged Angela. "Get up, sweetheart," her father said with a jarringly flat and grim tone, "Come get something to eat."

Unearthed from the covers, the toddler was carried and set in her chair to await her lunch. She was still upset, as she said nothing to her father nor asked where Chester was.