She all but tugged Shiloh away from the man. "Come," she whispered with a little laugh, hand wrapping tightly around the boy's hand. Morris kept his eyes on her, face breaking into a deep set frown. He didn't like the way she handled Shiloh, like a possession. He nodded a little at Shiloh's promise to call him, having the feeling that he shouldn't expect to hear from him again, but that was probably just his own negativity talking.
Bernie sheparded Shiloh away, walking with purpose toward the car. It would be best if they didn't linger at the library.
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