Chapter 11

" Where you tend a rose, my lad, a thistle may not grow. - Frances Hodgson Burnett" "Wow... That is quite a story you two. You are so young yet you have been through so much apart and together." Mrs. Beufont said as she folded her hand to lean over the heavy desk in her small office. "I can only hope and pray that you have learnt something, hopefully onwards things we will be better." "I cannot promise anything Mrs B. Right now my priority is this baby. Everything else is just secondary."Katrina said as she cast a furtive glance at Ryan who all this time and through her narration had chosen to remain silent. She gathered that he had already opened up to Mrs. B before and it made her wonder what was now going through his mind and the plans that he was formulating for his future and that of his baby. "Of course Katrina. But don't forget we are called to live for peace. I believe that even the little one longs for that. Right Ryan?" He nodded. "I must say that I am ashamed Mrs Beufon