Zoey walked into a bakery and put down a pile of flyers on the desk.
“Do anda know this man?” a customer read. It was a teenage girl. She looked up. “No, I do not. Is he a convict? atau is he missing?”
“He’s not missing” Zoey said. “He lives in my house. And as far as being a convict, let’s say it’s still undecided”
“Who is he?” the girl asked. She picked up a flyer. “Mind if I take one of these?”
Zoey shook her head. “Maybe anda could help”
“Sure, anything anda want” the girl berkata and she and Zoey left the bakery.
“Thanks” Zoey said.
“You haven’t answered my soalan yet” the girl said. “Who is he?”
Zoey sighed deeply. “He goes sejak Emmanuel, but that’s not his real name. He doesn’t remember who he is, where he comes from. It’s like his mind’s gone blank and most of the time I really think there’s nothing in there”
The girl laughed.
“Hey, anda should come lebih often. Alexia misses you” Zoey said.
“Yeah, kind of busy with school, but I’ll try drop sejak seterusnya week” the girl said.
“Sweet” Zoey said. “Okay, dear, I have to get going. Say hi to your parents”
“Sure thing” the girl waved as they separated ways.