It was unusually quiet in the house that Saturday afternoon. No cartoons. No running feet. No humming or whistling.
Just silence.
"Veera?" Mom called from the kitchen. "What are you up to, champ?"
"Nothing," came a small voice from the living room.
Mom wiped her hands and walked in. Veera was curled up on the couch, hugging a pillow tightly. His favorite toy truck lay untouched on the floor.
...
Just silence.
"Veera?" Mom called from the kitchen. "What are you up to, champ?"
"Nothing," came a small voice from the living room.
Mom wiped her hands and walked in. Veera was curled up on the couch, hugging a pillow tightly. His favorite toy truck lay untouched on the floor.
...
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