Ignatius Leclair followed behind into the courtyard. So early in the morning, the young Casimir Shaw was already up, standing stiff and straight after being shouted at by his father. A mix of emotions surged through him.
Though Richard Shaw had been crippled by the loss of both legs over the years, having such an affectionate and adorable little 'carrot top' by his side had almost made up for all the regrets.
The man couldn't help but think of the child he had lost and the words that Delphine had spoken to him.
"Your Uncle Ignatius is here. Hurry up and brush your teeth and wash your face. There's also your favorite rice cakes." Sitting in a wheelchair, Richard Shaw wheeled himself into the living room as smoothly as if gliding.
