Grayson

She was sitting the kitchen…the tap of water droplets from the sink echoes the hallway…She was waiting for someone or something. So I finally asked her “Mom? Who are we waiting for?” That’s the last time I saw her … I was ten … so what about you Grayson ? How you get to Seattle ?

Grayson gazed at me dumbfounded. His smoky grey eyes meet mine. "I'm here to find my sister." He paused. "So he doesn't get to her before me."

Grayson closed his eyes and sighed heavily. “Do you really want to know what happened to her?” “Are you kidding? Of course, I do! Tell me!” “Sorry, but she’s there… with him.” I nodded. “So, it is done. Very well… I know what I must do.” I left the tavern and cried all by myself.