Roman seems to really hate it when I talk about depressing stuff.
He frowned and said sharply, "Smith, I'm not here for you to just give up on life! You need to live well!"
I managed a faint smile and fell silent.
The rain started again. It was drizzling on and off, just like the people we meet in life. No one knows who will get stuck at which stop. Just like now, Roman and I were stuck on the mountain.
The fortune teller girl seemed to notice I was feeling down, so she smiled at me and said, "Maybe your loved ones just want to spend a little more time with you."
It was Mia.
Yeah, I guess I'll stay just one more night.
***
I wouldn't be going back down to Lyra's place. I moved straight into Roman's house instead.
I didn't have much luggage anyway, so Roman helped me pack everythin
