It was as if it had touched a nerve within him, making him just stare blankly at the painting before him.
This scene, perhaps it could be said, was one he had once imagined could appear, but at that age, at that time, he had never once carried on his back that person who was so important to him, strolling leisurely through the fields.
The only time he carried her on his back was that stormy night, when the two of them were struggling for their lives...
"Why did you choose this painting?" Daniel Harris murmured to himself, as if she always invisibly touched something within him.
Yet he couldn't explain where this feeling came from.
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Falling City
On the large LCD screen, a school video was playing. In the video, a tall, handsome man was pulling a woman out of a meeting room. Although the video only captured a few seconds of their profiles and mostly showed their backs for two minutes, Francine Howards could still recognize that the man was Kyle Kinston.
