Chapter 132 He Is Broken

• Downstairs, Dolores had already put some daisies next to Yona's portrait.
• As Dolores stood there with tears brimming in her eyes, Savannah approached slowly and gave a gentle squeeze on Dolores' shoulders. “Emmett and I are both home today, we'll go with you to Yona's grave.”
• Dolores held back from crying. She patted Savannah's hand gratefully and asked, “Did Mr. Quaker come back late last night? Did he drink?”