Pearl followed Blake into Ezra's backyard, paying little mind to the earlier gossip, focused instead on what lay ahead.

Contrary to her expectations, Ezra's backyard was rather modest, not the grandeur she had imagined. It felt oddly familiar, though it was her first time there. Then it clicked-Beah's place seemed to be designed the same way.

As they ventured deeper, the foliage grew denser, nearly obstructing their path. Blake pointed at a house by the wall. "Grandfather's in there. Knock three times when you enter."

Pearl nodded, sensing it was probably Ezra's rule.

"I'll wait out here. Best if I don't go in," Blake added hastily, itching to leave.

Pearl was

in the mood to see me. I'll

press him, she accepted his

Pearl heard a gruff voice from inside. "Leave

he was fine. "It's

silent for a moment before

had been right. Ezra really wished to see

found Ezra seated on the bed, looking worn with

Pearl

frowning in grief when he mentioned Beah, who had passed away. "They're two separate matters." Pearl held firm.

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