C44 The Sinnerman

FORREST

WHEN I turned around, It was Alan, and I wanted to roll my eyes.

“It’s a beautiful day, isn’t it? Milady, young master.”

“Young master my arse. How old am I?”

“Good to know that you got your humor back. When I was at your age, I was still fighting bandits in the middle of the wilderness.” He walked back inside the ballroom hall.

“I don’t know what to do if it wasn’t for Alan, Mama