A Simple Life (pt16)

“The roof needs to be repaired,” she told him when Emil finally came out to see what the sound had been.

“Oh. What gave you that impression?”

The knife that pierced through the hard shell that was supposed to be their shelter. That was how the strong took down the weak. Some had forgotten that people wanted the weak to survive. Why else could they then call someone else to get this sort of thing fixed?

“I will have to be elsewhere,” she said. She could not risk everything on a single sight.

“Where should we move to?”

Coleen was not sure how he had come to that conclusion, but did not try to reiterate herself. They did not have to move anywhere. Though perhaps she should. Another place. Somewhere that might not know her face.

But everywhere did. She had made sure of that.

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