He Left With Nothing
Serynne M. Ravennefuture without his glassesjourney to the end of the nightrun towards the lightdashing through the snow in a pair of broken skis
He continued, crossing his legs, “So, Ryan. How are you doing? Life’s hard, ain’t it? I know it must be hard to live on your own after that…”
The lady from before came with a tray full of cookies and two cups of steaming tea. The antique-looking cup looked so delicate, Ryan feared, he might break it anytime.
Jordan smiled at the woman to thank her as she put the tray on the center table and looked at Ryan, flashing his teeth, “This is my wife, Lily.”
The woman seemed to already knew him, yet Ryan said hello with a polite smile, though uncomfortable with the fact how did she know about him?
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