Chapter 8

"Who?" Riley quickly asked out of curiosity.

“Not Aunt Yara. While the women I know are only two people.”

Riley stopped in his tracks. She was frozen in silence, forced to think for himself even though he knew who it was. However, she did not respond.

Seeing Riley stop, Brockley stopped too. He turned around and said, "What's wrong, Riley?"

Riley looked down in embarrassment as he shook her head slowly. "There isn't anything. Let's continue our journey."

Seeing the awkward expression on Riley's face, Brockley didn't want to keep the woman trapped in an uneasy mood. Brockley began to understand how to turn a tense atmosphere into a fluid one. Don't let this long journey seem boring.

“You, Riley.”

To get rid of his anxiety, Riley forced herself to call Brockley with a different nickname, "Boy, you can't joke around!"

Brockley suddenly stopped and thought. "When was the last time you called me Son? Since I was little, teenager to adult, you always call me Little Brother or Brockl