Do it for your daughter
‘I will try to contact the close friends of Architect Shaun and see if they can help. Something must have happened that led him to be this way. His friends are powerful and well connected so we might be able to help him. I will be back in the next few days when I hear from them. I will not disturb him for now as he might go hysterical if I insist on having a conversation.’, Dianne promised my auntie.
7 PM of the same day . . .
Ring! Ring! Ring!
‘Hi, Big Sis Sarah. It has been a long time. I have news about Architect Shaun. He is currently on the Island where both of you grew up. He’s not what he used to be. It’s a long story and we will need professional help.’
‘I see. Thank you, Dianne. I will think about it. (Dada!)’
‘Oh. Is that little Sharah speaking? How are you little bunny?’
‘She’s a bit hungry so I will have to feed her first. Thank you again!’