Chapter 50

Crescendo Town, while different, held its own against Silvergrove City in terms of vibrancy and

shimmer.

In this city with all its bright lights and boozy nights, the feeling of being a stranger nearly drowned Kristin like a surging river.

Kristin curled up in a corner, her body trembling like a leaf.

Unlike Silvergrove City, Crescendo Town had to endure the harsh sting of bone–chilling winters. At night, the snow came down in buckets, and folks hurried along.

Kristin leaned against the window glass, gazing at the heavy snowfall outside.

As a kid, she loved snowy days, because Silvergrove City never got winter, so she was dying to see the snow.

“Kris, this year I’m gonna take you to Oakville Crossings to catch some snow.”

She remembered the winter before her cover was blown, Clarence had everything planned out. He whisked her away from school, giving her the surprise of her life.

Back then, Clarence doted on her. He provided every form of protection a brother could possibly offer to his sister.

Kristin used to take it for granted, but now, it felt like a debt she owed that she ought to repay.

Over the years, Kristin had silently endured all the pain inflicted by the Turner family, simply because she got more warmth in those first twenty years than she deserved.

She could understand why Summer hated her.

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weather. Right when we land, the snow starts.” That year, Clarence fondly ruffled Kristin’s hair, taking her to Oakville Crossings to

freezing, but her heart was warm. Now the dream was over, and her current life

up,

her name,

It’s not like I’m gonna eat you up,” said the woman squatting in front of Kristin,

a sigh of relief. “How

this ATM around the train station where you

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lighting up a cigarette. “You called me yesterday,

to look for me when you

“I spent a few days with my kid at home.”

come with

woman was Harriet, Kristin’s prison buddy and the one who

the wrong guy, one with a wife who was a moocher, and apparently made his fortune thanks to his wife’s

money. Harriet refused, and the guy and his wife sued

and played Harriet for the three–year

cash?” Harriet sized up Kristin, who was shivering, and thought

the heat,” Kristin shook her head. “Waiting tables and pouring

so hard she bent over. “Kristin, don’t tell me you actually think… I’m just a waitress? A waitress

aback, finally getting Harriet’s drift.

into a cab. “When you’re

cab window, flicking her cigarette butt

wanted to stop her, feeling it wasn’t

laughed without malice. “Do

up in the corner. Yeah, she needed to return that pride and so–called nobility in her bones to

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