The Returning Ex

On the other end, John heard every single word. He then sighed. “Where will you be staying at night? And what will you be eating?”

Sophia thought for a moment. “The store here has everything. We’re almost done cleaning the house, so there’s no problem on my side. You don’t need to worry.”

John was silent for a long while before he grunted in assent. “Alright, then. I got it. Call me if you need anything.”

Only when he’d hung up did Sophia breathe a sigh of relief.

After bustling around for half the day, the sky outside had gone dark. Very much hospitable, Mrs. Hensley offered to have dinner at her place. “Why don’t you come over to my place for dinner? You’ve got nothing here in your house.”

her mind. I’m rather tired, so I don’t feel

you become so courteous in your speech after

so the house appeared very dim. Although my life has improved a lot now that I’ve come this far in life, every time I reminisce about everything in the past, I just find myself regretting many

belonged to him had to be burned

families would go to bed early considering the lack of entertainment at night. At present, the only sounds outside were the occasional dog barking and

fitful and plagued by dreams, perhaps because she was in an unfamiliar place. The dreams were so vivid that she couldn’t quite discern between fantasy and reality. At one time, she dreamt of her grandfather before it switched to John’s grandfather, then her wedding with John, followed by them getting their divorce certificate. Finally, she dreamt of a child standing

Sophia awakened groggily, she glanced out, noticing that the sky had just begun to lighten. However, since rural families went to bed early, they also got out of bed early. At this time, other people’s chimneys were

owner was up in years and woke up early in the morning to feed his chickens and ducks. Shock assailed him