He prays several prayers before they reached the town, hoping against all hope that they’d be able to lay low this time around.
For one thing, they both looked somewhat different with his beards gone and his hair cut short, and her hair cut short as well. They’d even decided on different names for each other when they were in public.
He would be Gregory and she would be Mary. Emily still giggled from time to time at the idea of calling him, Gregory.
Emily stiffened by his side at the first sight of people walking in the streets, some trading their goods and he took her hand in his and squeezed it a bit,
“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?” He said mildly and didn’t wait for a reply. She squeezed his hand back and kept pace with him, avoiding eye contact with the people they passed by.
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