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

with his battle

every night had for

morning, the birds chirped

into the

so he didn’t rush

he heard footsteps, he struggled into his robe and shuffled

entered and Leonel lit a

local goods, leaning against the door, sneering, “Nova told me

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

cigarette and stubbed

looked at his

all I’ve got

You’re harsh, Marcus.

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