An Innocent Accomplice

Indeed, being cared for was something to be happy about—even for a man in his seventies.

Hazel didn't understand the complexities of adult interactions. All she knew was that Winston was asking for her help.

She immediately set down her favorite little cake and looked up at him with a soft, pale face full of concern.

"Winston, what's wrong?" Her voice trembled with worry, and her tiny hands clench