Book3:WereMyDreamIs

stattendto.”Chariwasjustanexcuse,forressingbusinesscouldahomelessvagabondhavethatressing?Butthistime,shewaswrong.Mr.KaffeewaslikeaahottinroofaBigO,RichardandJamaztolookeverywhereforDimitriasifsomethingurgenthadeup,onlyDimitrididnotknowaboutitthen.

    “Whenwillyoubeback?”

    “Idon’tknow,butIwillbeback…”

    “Iwouldliketohaveadefie.”

    “Iotbesure.Whydon’tyoutreatmeasamigratorybird,Charina.Iwillewheimeisright,butwhenit’stimetogonothingkeepme.Justletthetwoofusbefreeagentswithoutties.Won’tthatbebest?”Charihatshewouldnotbeabletogetanythingelseoutofhim,soshefellsilent.Dimitriopehefrontdoorandwalkedintothethickfog.Hedidnotreallyknowwhereheshouldgo,sohejustlethislegstakehimwherevertheywould.