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.

around those plushies and a small

girls

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teased like that,

Mark didn’t leave immediately.

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the car and smoked, watching Cecilia’s slender

help thinking of someone to whom he’d once been

his younger

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see her family

of Rena, his sister’s daughter and his

family’s distinguishing

personality though, Mark thought that Cecilia

No.

clumsier than

in his own reverie, Mark forgot about the lit

out until its ashes fell on his

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