The driver looked at the crack in the rear window. "Mr. Kingston, the car..."

"Never mind that. Was the water splashed on him?"

"Yes."

"Good."

The driver was speechless.

It had always felt like Yale had been holding himself back. He would either explode in silence or do something twisted while still suppressing himself.

Ever since Yale broke through the normal conventions and began to let loose, people rarely understood him.

Olivia observed the buildings in the village. "Ethan, was this place eroded by natural disasters in the past?"

"That's right, young lady. More than 20 years ago, there was a flood in our village. That flood was quite something.

"Our village is poor, and no one could patch things up, so the buildings remain the same as they were 20 years ago."

them. "Are you here

completely differently from the other residents of the

rich, so the residents of this village admired the others a lot. They wished that some rich man would come over and invest in their

"Did the flood wash a

sure. Many people and houses were washed away

the changes in Olivia's expression. "Did you think of

sure yet. Do you

his head. "Do checks

unopened box of cigarettes from Ethan's pocket. Ethan turned red in the face. "Liv, I just. I smoke a

me. I'm

is very fair, and she has large eyes. She's

said, "I can't possibly remember something from so long ago. It's not that I don't want to help you, but I'm

her grandmother, and there was no one else in that house. She has a

talking about that sickly child in the Wright

at Ethan.

last name of Krystal's maternal grandfather. But this

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