Colt

Three months later...

I LAZILY draped my arm around Iris’ shoulder as our group drove through the endless wide road.

It was a beautiful day. We thought we could have a little adventure as we were headed to one of the Frost mansions.

The sky was clear and the sun was striking hot, yet nobody cared.

“How much longer to your place?” Lois asked.

“A few more hours.” He looked and smiled tightly at her at the passenger seat.

Frost finally found peace when we found his father’s group last month and we got information that Mr. Hugo Frost did not make it.

Yesterday, he admitted that he was...