Surprised gaze flickers back over to the boy; lips part ever so slightly at the words. ❝ You have? Did your brother speak of me? ❞
“I remember so,
yes. All good things
though. Don’t worry.”
Surprised gaze flickers back over to the boy; lips part ever so slightly at the words. ❝ You have? Did your brother speak of me? ❞
“I remember so,
yes. All good things
though. Don’t worry.”