Echoes Of The History
" Adrian, can I ask you something?" Flora's voice quivered as she leaned in, her voice softer than usual.
" Sure, Flora. What's it?" Adrian's voice was soft, conservative yet open.
Flora dithered before speaking," Do you ever wonder about where we all came from? I mean not what we have done, but who we were before everything."
Vincent, harkening in from the table next to them, cut in," You are getting philosophical now? I allowed us to be busy waging our wars out then."
Flora smiled noiselessly," I am not being deep, Vincent. It's just occasionally I hear the ghosts of my history bruting in the gloamings. They remind me of a time when I was a little child, floundering to understand everything."
Lorne moaned," Ghosts, yeah? Okay, also go ahead and tell us your gh
