Frank rolled his eyes at Vicky. “What on earth do you keep in your brain?” “You.” Vicky smiled.

Frank was left speechless.

They arrived at the small diner that Winter’s adoptive mother owned, and a sweet young girl greeted them as soon as they entered.

“Please sit anywhere you like,” she said.

Frank studied the girl and saw some resemblance between her and his mentor.

Vicky cleared her throat just then, bringing him to his senses.

some of your specialities.” “Alright. Please wait a moment,” Winter said, picking up

looked around–though it was a modest diner, there

was most definitely

Lawrence? She fits your description

it. “I’m not planning anything until I see how her current life is. If she’s self–sufficient, I won’t impose…” Turning to Vicky just then, he asked, “It won’t be an issue for you to arrange a job for her when she graduates, right?” “No problem since you’ve asked.” Vicky shrugged, a lot less wary toward Winter than Helen.

holding up my end of our

eat for now.” Soon, a man in a suit hurried into the

to be

from work,” Vicky pointed out. Frank was further relieved as well, since Winter’s life appeared to be

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