"I..."
The door swung shut after her, the little bell above it tinkling gently.
He felt his mouth fall open slightly.
Seriously?
Gone again?
He sighed and turned back to his table. He didn't feel like waiting all day for her again, so if he happened to come across her he would give her the drawing.
Aden gently slid the drawing in between some other pages in his notebook then put it in his satchel.
He swung it over his head and drained the last of his tea.
He took the cup to the counter and gave Ranna a parting nod.
He would be back tomorrow, but he didn't know when. He had some people to visit, for work and for pleasure. But he didn't know when he would feel like showing up.
That was the problem with 'going with the flow.' It was hard to plan anything.
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