HE IS MY SON?

"How long do we have to wait before he comes?"

Charles asked, hardly looking at Damien. He was looking through the transparent wall glass of the restaurant. It was an average restaurant.

Since Charles had agreed to meet with the buyer instead of taking the orange card, they had been waiting there for a while for the buyer to arrive. Obviously, Charles was growing impatient.

"He is coming from a far place. But believe me, he would be here soon."

Damien assured.

"Would? You are not sure are you?"

Damien wasn't sure if he understood what the lad was trying to say.

"I mean, though, not every knows this, but then 'would' is used if you are not sure of whether or not the event is bound to take place."

Damien didn't really go to college. He dropped out in the first year. That was when he got a shot to work with the BMX girls. That would pay him well to choose another place to stay other than with his crappy uncle who is now nowhere to be found.

"He will be here soon."

Damien corrected. Ch
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