Part 2: The Voice From Upstairs June 19, 2026 wpauser8jN1wfL5 Uncategorized The stuffed rabbit slipped from his hand. Emma ran down the stairs as fast as her little legs could carry her. The soldier dropped to one knee. She crashed into his arms. For one second, nothing else existed. Not the man by the couch. Pages: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11