Chapter 130

"Poor dear, your house mates must be suffocating you. I completely understand." The old lady said fidgeting with her books.

"I have a present for you, my dear. I know you like these." She brought a box full of figurines and he pulled them shutting the box. He gasped.

A few passersby giggled. "He is so hot."

Raymond shrunk into his seat.

"You don't like it?"

"Thanks for the gift. I can't believe that you actually remembered my birthday."

"What's not to remember? I make it my priority to...now that Gladys is getting a little too old in the noggin. Nothing I can do about that except take notes."

"You're one of a kind."

"If you don't feel comfortable, I have a more reserved place for you."

"You're the best." He said. He thought of Gladys Watterson like his real mother, the one he never had since that heatsroke that took his mother's life except for his.

He walked to an enclosed space. He flipped through a book covering his eyes and he raised them to find a lady ogling at him from the sh
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