Chapter Thirteen

"What is going on?" The gentle voice of the pretty lady sounded in Henry's ear.

He gulped as he tightened his fists together. His eyes were glued to her lips as she spoke calmly, and her voice sounded like music to his ear.

"What is going on, young man? You look very stressed."

"I... I... they..." Henry stuttered as he tried to get his voice back.

One of the boys around began to narrate what happened to the pretty lady. She listened attentively, and her eyes moved from the young boy to the old woman and then to Henry.

She sighed after he was done with the explanation and turned to face Henry.

"I can see you are in a hurry," she told him.

Henry's eyes widened, and he nodded quickly.

"Yes, please. I'm in a hurry to meet up..." Henry paused, realising that he could not tell the lady yet that he wanted to meet with someone on a date.

He cleared his throat, scratched his head, and quickly added. "With someone."

He smiled awkwardly, hoping that somehow she would be able to help. He n