#colin devorae

“Hey, Lauren! Do you want some?” smiled Kay, holding out a lollipop to her newest friend. “I got it from my Uncle Badd!”

Lauren recoiled from the treat being offered to her. “But Father said not to take candy from bad people...”

Her voice grew muffled as she buried her face in her father’s hair. He chuckled, shifting Lauren’s weight on his shoulders, and then grinned sheepishly at the man walking beside him. He watched as Kay sat and swayed to-and-fro on the man’s shoulders, as she cackled at Lauren’s response.

“He’s not bad! He’s Badd! Oh, but he does have a gun...”

Lauren squealed in fright, clutching her hands even tighter around her father’s neck. He let loose another chuckle, although slightly more strained, and another sheepish grin to the man beside him.

“Sorry, Byrne,” he said. “Lauren’s a shy girl, and she’s not used to making such... interesting friends.”

“No need to say sorry, Colin!” said Byrne, “Kay’s definitely a force to be reckoned with. Aren’t you, Kay?”

“Yeah!”