Abner was sharp as a tack, his gaze flitting over Queena before casually retracting.

“Excuse me, do you have a cell phone? I need to contact my people.”

Queena didn’t own a cell phone; she had been completely cut off from the outside world since entering the research facility.

Beside her, Tobias slapped his forehead.

“Dad's got one, but he’s gone fishing. Won't be back until tomorrow morning.”

Abner nodded in thanks, “Alright, appreciate it.”

Tobias, looking a bit sheepish, scratched his head, “No worries. You hungry? We've got sfish chowder at home. I can bring you

some.”

After another word of thanks, Abner, who wasn’t the best at social niceties, closed his eyes.

Queena, having tended to the wounds, was about to leave.

Tobias grabbed her hand, “Queena, why don’t you take a bowl of the chowder back for the man at your place?”

Without thinking, Queena glanced at Abner, then whispered lowly, “Tobias, haven't I told you not to mention him? Don’t bring him

up in front of anyone. Pretend you've forgotten all about it.”

his mistake, Tobias hung his

“Sorry.”

managing a smile before

at observing his surroundings. The first step upon waking up in an unfamiliar place was

off about

seemed frail, but something

Tobias brought over the fish

“Handsome, have at it.”

someone at home? Someone you

with no guile, was initially sworn to secrecy for Queena but crumbled under

imposing questioning.

“No, there's nobody.”

“Nobody?”

softer, Tobias uncomfortably confessed, “I mean, I don’t know him. Doesn't seem

you, the kind Queena likes. Please don’t ask anymore. Queena doesn’t

about him.”

who Queena fancied; he

“She studied abroad?”

the only one in our village

pride as

many years was she

been in touch with us over the years. Just

The woman was nearly gone, and now Queena'’s the toast of the

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