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JP: Chapter 2.
“If only my soul belonged to you.” - Danny
Darren’s eyes lit up like candles as I opened the handkerchief with the sticky dried dates. As quickly as it came, he shrugged the longing smile from his face and stirred the nettle soup he was making.
“I-I also brought s-some cheese,” I said, pulling the thin paper of the slice. The tangy smell of goat captured Regan’s attention and he eyed it hungrily. He even put his map down for it and I knew how much he liked those.
I fished the last packet out of my jacket and handed it to my redhead. A curious smile curled up her lips and something close to joy danced in her eyes.
“For me?”
“Y-Yes.” I nodded at the package. “O-Open it.”
Tentatively, she pulled the paper open and gasped softly. “JP… They’re beautiful! Where did you e
