"Why did we have to leave, Murray? I want to go to my Mama!" Murray sighed for the nth time and looked to Samantha for help. Gabriel was indeed a handful when it came to his Mama Shelby. On this day, especially, he wasn't taking 'no' for an answer.
Murray had exhausted all of his excuses and his way of convincing the boy who was stuck on his new mother. Indeed, Gabriel was the first one out of the children to see Shelby as his mother, but even with this, none of them had imagined that if Aliya was in the picture, little Gabriel would still be hanged up on Shelby.
Ingrid looked on indifferently and walked over to a chair in the corner of Gabriel's room, where they were all after they had left the parlour. She was expressionless, hiding all that she was feeling undeath a stoic face.
Murray only had a couple of minutes to get the three out of the parlour after he had received Ian's instruction.