James
“I’m sorry, sir. But, I never see this girl,” the old woman told me.
“I see. Well, thank you, Ma’am for your help. Please excuse me,” I said to her and just stood there.
Again, no lead. No lead to my Angel. I was looking from day to night. Searching in the entire New York. I knew she was not out of the city. Yet. My heart was telling me that she was still here. I had checked to the airport and they told me there was no passenger with the name of Evangeline Ramsey. Unless she was smart enough to change her name.
No, she won’t do that.
“Are you okay, son?” the woman asked me. I glanced to her and just smiled a bit.
“Well, if I said I was okay, I guess I will be lying then.”
“I can see that. Is she your lady?” she asked.
“Yes, she is,” I answered without hesitation. I looked at
