Chapter 209 Two Lives
- Michael
- I pace the foyer, running my fingers through my hair over and over again as I listen to the voices of Emelda and Alma drifting down the staircase.
- Lowe walks in from the kitchen with an armful of firewood, his face drawn with fatigue. I nod at him in greeting as he walks past me toward the sitting room where he kneels, adding more wood to the fire.