The rainy season in town came suddenly. It had been raining continuously for a week, and the number of guests at the inn had decreased significantly. I sat on a bench at the front desk, head lowered as I went through the monthly accounts.Ding!It was the windchime at the front door. I did not look up as I said, out of habit, "Welcome! Do you have a reservation with us?"There was no reply, only the sound of heavy footsteps. The footsteps came up to me slowly until they stopped right at the front desk. I looked up, and in my shock, my pen scratched across the accounting sheet, drawing a long line through it.Wendy stood before me with dark circles under her eyes. She was wearing her usual beige coat, looking disheveled. The bottom of the coat was wet and covered with dirt. "I finally found you, Joel." She reached out, trying to grab my wrist with the front desk between us, but I quickly took a step back while staring calmly at her. "Are you looking for accommodation, Miss?" Wen
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