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Chapter 61: Home, BrieflyREGAN Our flight back into the country was uneventful. The cabin was quiet, the weather was clear, and no one interrupted us.Ruby had returned to her usual distant manner. She answered my questions politely, but she kept her eyes on her laptop for most of the journey.Twice I tried to start a conversation about the leaks in her company. Each time she replied with a single sentence and returned to her screen.Strangely, I did not mind it. At least she was sitting beside me, and she was not talking to some stranger who had flattered her at the gate.I still held a grudge against the young man from our last flight. I had never learned his name, and I did not intend to.Several hours later, the plane lowered toward the runway, and I watched the tires touch the tarmac through the window. A soft jolt moved through the cabin, and the passengers began to stir.Ruby stood up and gathered her bag. "I will be going to pick up Leo," she said."He is at my estate,"
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Chapter 61: Home, BrieflyREGAN Our flight back into the country was uneventful. The cabin was quiet, the weather was clear, and no one interrupted us.Ruby had returned to her usual distant manner. She answered my questions politely, but she kept her eyes on her laptop for most of the journey.Twice I tried to start a conversation about the leaks in her company. Each time she replied with a single sentence and returned to her screen.Strangely, I did not mind it. At least she was sitting beside me, and she was not talking to some stranger who had flattered her at the gate.I still held a grudge against the young man from our last flight. I had never learned his name, and I did not intend to.Several hours later, the plane lowered toward the runway, and I watched the tires touch the tarmac through the window. A soft jolt moved through the cabin, and the passengers began to stir.Ruby stood up and gathered her bag. "I will be going to pick up Leo," she said."He is at my estate,"
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Chapter 49: Words Said in AngerAaliyahIan hummed for a moment, and I could hear the hesitation in his voice before he spoke. We had walked without speaking since the woman left, and the silence had grown awkward between us.“Would you like some ice cream?” he asked at last.I looked at him in surprise. It was cold enough for snow to cover the ground, and he was offering me ice cream.“Ice cream?” I repeated.“There's a stall near the bridge,” he said, looking straight ahead. “They sell it all year.”It was obvious that he was trying to restore the mood. I decided that I wouldn't make things difficult for him, so I nodded.“Okay,” I said. “I'd love some. Strawberry, please.”We bought two bowls from the stall, vanilla for him and strawberry for me.“Two scoops each?” the woman at the counter asked.“One,” Ian said quickly.“Two,” I corrected him. “He's paying.”“Fine,” Ian sighed, reaching for his wallet.The woman gave us a small spoon each and a smile that made me wonder what she
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Sable The morning after the trader left, the shelter felt different. I woke up before the others and stared at the tarp above me.Maris was already outside. I heard her moving pots. Tomas was still asleep next to me, his mouth open a little.I got up and folded my blanket. My chest felt tight. I kept thinking about the trader and my mother and the white bread.Outside, Maris looked at me."You did not sleep well," she said."I tried," I said.She handed me a cup of water. "Drink."I drank. The water was cold.Garrick came from behind the shelter. He carried wood."Morning," he said."Morning," I said.We did not talk about yesterday. We acted like it was a normal day, but it was not.After breakfast, Tomas went to get water. I stayed to help Maris wash clothes."Are you angry that I did not go?" I asked her. My voice was quiet.She stopped washing."Why would I be angry?" she said."Because my mother has a real house," I said. "And here we have only this."Maris wiped her hands on he
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VivianMy expression barely hid how much my brother-in-law's words had affected me.If what he said was even slightly true, then my earlier thoughts and assumptions would fall apart. I shook my head, knowing I would have to work from the ground up again."It cannot be true," I muttered under my breath as I walked down the hospital corridor. "It just cannot be."I did not plan on telling Damon about it. In fact, I felt it was wise that I had not mentioned it the last time we spoke.The ward door was open as usual when I arrived. Damien sat in bed reading a book, and he closed it the moment he saw me, a smile spreading across his face."You are early today," he said.I rolled my eyes as I walked toward him. "Of course I am. I got off work early and decided to spend the rest of my day here."He opened his arms, and I stepped into them. We held each other for a while before we pulled apart."I heard about the case," he said gently.My eyes widened, and I did not try to hide my surprise. "
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Sable The bread sat on the table all afternoon.The trader had left it on the big rock when he left. Tomas brought it up, even though I told him to leave it. It was still wrapped in the white cloth.None of us touched it.We tried to go back to normal. Maris swept the floor. Garrick tried to fix the handle of the water bucket. I took the wet blankets down because the sun had moved. Tomas sat in the corner with his knees pulled up, watching the bread.By evening, the shelter felt strange. Quiet in a way it had not been before."You should eat it," Maris said finally, looking at me. "Your mother sent it for you.""It is not my mother's bread," I said. "The trader brought it. My mother did not make it herself.""White bread is white bread," Garrick said gently. "You have not had white bread in a long time."I knew he was right. The last time I ate white bread was in my mother's house, before I left. She would buy it on Sundays from the market and we would eat it with butter that melted.
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