Preparing to open the car door, Cecilia felt her legs go weak.

She turned toward Mark and whispered, “Thank you for giving me a ride home, Uncle Mark.

Mark rested his elbow on the window and smoked quietly.

After a while, he threw the cigarette butt away and said in a hoarse voice, “I’m too old for little girls like you.

Cecilia bit her lip and muttered, “I’m 27 years old.

I’m no longer a little girl.

Mark wrapped his long, lean fingers around the steering wheel.

He smiled, a little in an amused way and a little in a mocking way.

plushies and a small milk bottle

girls

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teased like that, Cecilia ran

Mark didn’t leave immediately.

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in the car and smoked, watching Cecilia’s slender figure disappear behind the black

of someone to

his younger

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before her time, and she didn’t get the chance to see her family again

of Rena, his sister’s daughter and his

family’s distinguishing physical features and brown

Mark thought that Cecilia was

No.

was clumsier

in his own reverie, Mark forgot about the

didn’t notice that it had burned out until

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