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

with his battle

every night had for months

morning, the

into

Marcus’ Rolls-Royce, so he didn’t

footsteps, he struggled into his robe and shuffled to the living

entered and Leonel lit

goods, leaning against the door, sneering, “Nova told me some idiot tried going upstairs actually using the

see if you were still kicking… Damn it, Leonel!

cigarette and stubbed

his

I’ve

You’re harsh, Marcus.

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