Thank you for finding me
And thank you for the care
Sam stared defeated at the reeds in his fingers, not noticing Maea's approach until she was only a couple of feet behind him; he turned and his eyes widened in shock, barely able to process her question for a moment. "I...ah...yes, but..." He pushed his chair out so he could lean more to face her.
"Maea, where have you been? I haven't seen you for such a long time. You were meant to come to my shop, make more books..." He didn't sound mad, just confused, wondering if he had somehow managed to miss her at every time she'd called by - he had been away from his shop a lot in the last year, but surely he would have seen her at least once?
"Maea, where have you been? I haven't seen you for such a long time. You were meant to come to my shop, make more books..." He didn't sound mad, just confused, wondering if he had somehow managed to miss her at every time she'd called by - he had been away from his shop a lot in the last year, but surely he would have seen her at least once?
And fuck you for making me
Think that this life might be fair
SAMUEL
