Boye sighed. "Stop looking, child. They're not coming anymore. They don't want to make you even gloomier than you already are."
Baby Zetty nodded, accepting her fate.
When she entered the hoarding gate, she heard an anxious voice letting out an ear-piercing roar. It was a s though a lion had awakened from a deep slumber that had lasted for thousands of years.
"Baby Zetty!"
Baby Zetty turned around and saw Brother Finn holding his coat. He was clad in a plain and clean T-shirt, searching everywhere for her.
When Finn finally located Baby Zetty from the crowd, he stood rooted to the same spot as though he had been struck by an electric current. He stared at Baby Zetty who had a tearful face.
"Don't cry, Zetty." Finn’s charming face was contorted out of grief.
There was a huge distance between them, and the hubbub in the airport made it hard for Baby Zetty to hear what Finn was saying,
This was the first time Finn so vividly sensed Baby Zetty's pain-the pain he had inflicted upon her.
Finn slapped himself hard across the face.
Baby Zetty burst into tears.
"I don’t blame you, Brother Finn. I don't blame you at all."
An endless stream of people.
The flight announcements played like a loop in the airport.
Finn felt a stabbing pain in his heart when he saw Baby Zetty crying her heart out.
He lifted his hands without warning and began making gestures in front of his chest. He was doing sign language.
When Baby Zetty saw it, she cried even harder.
"Why are you doing this, Brother Finn?
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