"It's nothing much," Charlotte squinted her eyes, enjoying the service from Atlas.
He's better at this than a professional masseur.
Charlotte remembered when she lived in the front yard of the Foster Family, she met Cecilia once. Cecilia came over to play with Mia, and when she said her neck was sore, Cecilia immediately stood up, claiming she was a professional.
Just as she placed her hands on Charlotte's shoulders, the legendary Foster Five swept into the yard where she lived like a gust of wind.
Of course, this was all about the Foster Family. It wasn't much for him to come in, but he didn't look too pleased when he arrived, and then he whisked Cecilia away like a gust of wind.
Describing a man like Foster Five with the phrase "a fleeting glimpse" wouldn't be an exaggeration.
That kind of good looks was unlike any man she had ever seen.
