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Chapter 1844

Larkin had been copying scriptures since he was a kid, and Abbot had meticulously preserved every bit of it, stacking up to six large boxes.

Every year’s copied scriptures was stacked together, each topped with the year written by Abbot himself. Larkin picked up the three thin copies of The Bible from the year he first came to the monastery. Flipping them open, he saw his own crooked handwriting.

By the time Larkin got to the third copy, his handwriting had significantly changed.

Abbot had even written a note on the last page, “Larkin is a good lad, steady and determined, progresses rapidly.” Larkin’s fingers lightly traced the words “good lad“, and he quietly wondered, Teacher, do you still think I’m a good lad after all these years?

The rain outside had slowly stopped, and it was getting dark. Erica kept glancing back from time to time. She had some understanding of Larkin now. If she went in, he probably wouldn’t let his emotions show too much. So she decided to stay put, letting him process everything. But wasn’t this taking a bit too long? Just as she thought this, the door suddenly swung open and Larkin emerged. He looked a bit tired, but he didn’t seem to have been crying.

“Larkin, if you don’t get out here, Ms. Erica’s going to starve to death!” Mary stood up, pointing at Erica’s stomach, “Her belly’s been growling nonstop!”

been growling too, hasn’t it?” Erica shot

didn’t notice the time, was too engrossed. The cafeteria is probably closed now, I’ll take you guys

out to eat.”

“I’m going to check on the Prior.”

then?” asked Erica. “The Prior will have something, you guys go on, if you’re late the restaurants outside will be closed too.” Mary said, giving Erica a slight push

then.” Erica knew that Mary was also worried about the Prior.

parting ways with Mary, Erica took Larkin’s hand. “It’s so cold.”

comforted, gently squeezing her hand, “You must be exhausted from these past

of Erica’s hand with his thumb. “Speaking of Mary, the Prior talked to me before the teacher passed away.”

lit up, “What did

we adopt Mary.”