LIORA But then the memory of a young boy with tanned skin surfaced in my mind."Spencer?" I gasp out in shock.His face instantly broke into a grin."You actually remember me.""Oh my God." I said in disbelief before walking toward him. "Look at you.""It's been years," he said warmly.I stared at him, how much he had changed facially over the years.The little boy who used to steal food with me from the kitchen had somehow turned into a grown man."What are you doing here?" I asked curiously."I work here now," Spencer explained. "I'm the gardener now."I blinked in surprise."You replaced Mr. Harold?""Well, someone had to."For the next few minutes, we talked about life; mostly mine since Spencer genuinely wanted to know."Why didn't you leave, I mean you could have built a life fo yourself somewhere else?" I asked after some time.His shoulder got stiff at my question, and bfore he could reply, one of the women managing the orphanage suddenly called for him from outside."Spencer
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