Demolition Before the Bloom

couldn’t even comprehend.

“Clara,” Richard said.

His voice cracked. It was a pathetic, high-pitched sound.

“Clara, who is this?”

I didn’t answer him.

I just held Maya closer to my leg.

Eleanor didn’t answer him either.

She didn’t even address him.

She didn’t consider him worthy of direct conversation.

She slightly turned her head toward the tallest man standing continue reading …