CP 15

Side Story

“Andrei. Come here. Come on. That's it. Good boy.”

Nile's affectionate voice drifted in through the open window. Chaika, who had been sitting by the window taking in the breeze, looked toward the garden. Ilya, Nile, and the red-haired Eric were crouching side by side on the soft grass. A short distance away, little Andrei, not yet two years old, was toddling toward Nile.