The voice grew fainter and the officer's eyes turned to the child sitting in the office chair.,Although still learning from my master’s way of comforting us as children, I patted He Qiong’s back in reassurance.,The sky was overcast, a canvas of gray and black, heavy with a sense of gloom. It seemed as if someone had splashed ink onto a sheet of paper, the ink seeping into the heavens and blurring the clouds.。