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CHAPTER 91: Carlo Comes

Penulis: B. Nelson
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-19 02:33:25

He arrived on a Saturday afternoon in a taxi.

He stepped out in his good jacket and his slightly crooked tie and looked up at the estate like a man trying to prepare himself for something he had been dreading for a long time.

I went down the steps to meet him.

He opened his arms and I walked into them and he held on tightly, both arms, chin against the top of my head, the familiar smell of coffee and the soap he had used my entire life.

"You look well," he said.

"I am well," I said. "Come insid
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