I never created DC canon.
Amos bit his lip when Martha winced on her bed. Worry appeared in his eyes as he glanced at the frown on Jonathan's face.
The Kents were everything to him. Unity. A foster family. Ever since his master wasn't happy with him and left the preacher behind. In tears.
Anger.
Amos heard footsteps and looked back. He viewed Kara as the latter frowned and approached him.
''How is she?'' Kara muttered.
Tears appeared in the preacher's eyes for a split second.
Kara bit her lip.
The corner of Martha's mouth wobbled. It almost reached her eye.
Amos answered with happiness.
THE END