No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

Chapter 293



I thought I'd get turned away at the door. It turned out Herschel's name carried some weight, especially with Lord.

Taking a deep breath, I stepped inside and immediately spotted an elder with salt-and-pepper hair standing in the hall practicing what appeared to be yoga.

Was he Lord? I had done my homework on Lord, who wasn't even sixty, around Herschel's age, and he was youthful-looking in his photos. But he looked much older than Herschel.

Even with all the background info on Lord, for a moment, I struggled to connect this figure, deeply immersed in his poses, with the man I had come to see. It felt like I had the wrong person.

"Hey, Felicia, spit it out. What do you need?" Lord didn't stop his routine, moving through his yoga poses gracefully.

His statement was clear. He was indeed Lord.

I didn't want to guess why he looked the way he did. I took another deep breath and replied, "Good to meet you, Mr. Clark. My name's Felicia."

Lord kept up his movements without

stunned, my

know me? Did he also know why I was there to see him?

a daughter. He's always talking about

Lord's words left

talk to me?"

seen his face since he had been side-on the

I wanted to ask if you remember someone named Denis Hudson. He

routine, each action flowing into the next with smooth,

a

slowed down and turned to face me, Standing straight, he closed his eyes, his hands moving before his

much different from the photos I'd researched, but there was a gentleness

contrary to the rumors.

realized he was meditating. Though I was eager