Sona hugged Mariam. “Here’s the paper doll Mr. Tonsil made for me and here’s a sunflower seed. It’ll remind you to keep your hopes up when you’re feeling sad.” He cradled her bearded face in his arms and whispered, “Remember me. Always. Promise?” The boys looked sad as they ran to hold the outstretched hand of God’s husband.
To hold the outstretched hand of God’s husband. :-)
You have a lovely knack for telling children’s stories, Artemis Shishir!