Kannis
The overwhelming desire to see her again clouded my mind. I wished I had gotten her name. The man next to us had closed up for the night. Two women approached him. Their eyes were also red, like hers. Only one was paler. My father and I watched them intently. The older woman spoke. Her tone had a little something extra added I couldn’t figure out what. “Excuse me, sir by chance did my daughter come to your stall?”
We looked at one another. We continued listening.
“Who’s your daughter?”
Her hand waved in front of her face. “She wore a cloak and has eyes similar to mine. Her beauty surpassed any you’d witnessed.
The man pondered for a moment. I wondered. Could she be referring to the woman who ran from our stall? Before I could stop myself. Words tumbled from my lips. “Could
