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.

photo on his chest and turned off the Light in

night dragged on with

every night had for

in the morning, the birds chirped

into

recognized Marcus’ Rolls-Royce, so he didn’t rush out of

a while, when he heard footsteps, he struggled into his robe and shuffled to

and Leonel lit

carried boxes of local goods, leaning against the door, sneering,

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

snatched the cigarette and

his

all I’ve got

You’re harsh, Marcus.

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