Ch 8. Lucky Bastard

By the time I reach the top of the hill outside the city gates where the widow’s hut is, darkness has already started to settle. There is a hint of purple at the horizon where the sun sinks in. But the wind blows from the opposite direction, pushing away the storm clouds gathered there.

A smile stretches the corners of my lips as a faint light flickers through the hut’s windows. Heat gathers in my groin, and it’s not because of the fire awaiting in the hearth.

After a few knocks, the door opens, and I find myself staring again at the beautiful widow with a blanket wrapped around her shoulders.

Her big brown eyes widen in surprise. “I didn’t think you would come again.”

Well, that was fast. My jaw drops, and I just stand there like a fool with a crooked smile on my face. Do you know dumb and dumber? Well, I’m the dumbest.

[You can say that again, daddy]

Maybe last night wasn’t so great for her after all. Maybe she just went along with it, and I was too preoccupied with my side task
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