When Alexis had left Duefron, it had been tough for Leonel.

He’d wait by the window, hoping for her postcards.

Noreen had avoided him then, scared of his repeated question day after day—”Did Alexis send anything?”

But no postcards came.

So he had someone take photos for him.

He missed Alexis and Cordelia dearly.

She was such a cute little girl.

Seeing the pictures, he felt he was watching Cordelia grow.

Her hair started thin, then thickened, just Like Alexis’.

He could still feel the warmth of holding Cordelia at the airport.

Leonel’s hands shook suddenly.

his chest and turned off the

on with his battle against

night had

morning, the birds chirped

into

Rolls-Royce, so he didn’t rush out of

he heard footsteps, he struggled into his

and Leonel lit

of local goods, leaning against the door, sneering,

night from the pain! I thought I’d see if you were still kicking… Damn it,

snatched the cigarette

his empty

I’ve got

You’re harsh, Marcus.

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