“Aww,” Meg cooed. Both girls were precious. To have a child wandering around without her parents broke Meg’s heart, but at least the girl was with someone who cared about her. “That’s so nice of you and your husband to do that for her.”
When asked what she did for fun, Meg smiled. “Oh, I paint, doodle, lots of stuff.” Her apartment was packed full of half finished projects of varying sorts.