He struggled to sleep that night, and he got up early. In the morning, he paid for the owner, and he waited. Marge appeared soon. She put her palm on Alastair’s shoulder.
“Are you alright?”
“Yes.”
“Are you waiting for Lennox?”
“Yes.”
As soon as he said that, Lennox appeared. He looked at his brother with a serious look. Lennox apparently tried to read his brother's face, but before he could do anything, the sun made the small chain shone in Alastair’s neck.
“So, are you ready to cross the ocean?” He asked.
“You know how much I wanted to complete our mission,” Alastair said, looking at the ground.
“So you waited for me to say goodbye?”
Alastair looked at Lennox.
“Not really.”
When he said that, Marge looked at him suddenly, and frowned.
“Why are you here, then?” Lennox asked.
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