A month later, Leon was discharged, but his health was a shadow of what it had been.The crash had injured his spine.He could walk, but not for long, and most of the time he still sat in the wheelchair.But he never pestered anyone again.He moved back into the old Moreno house, where he read, tended his flowers, and now and then handled old accounts that needed his signature.The people who had once done his dirty work, he cleared out one by one.Some were handed to the police, some were driven out of Bay City, and some vanished at the old docks. The outside world only knew they'd run off with the money, and no one spoke their names again.That was the Moreno family's own way of doing things.He stopped pretending to be innocent.Now and then he'd call to ask how my schoolwork was going, and how things were with Sofia and me.That was the first time he ever felt like a father to me.The day Simon proposed, he chose the back courtyard of the Vane Bookshop.The moment I pushed open tha
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