|Sixty|
|Jesse|
Once his speech was over, Kano was walking towards me. I tensed, unsure of what he was going to do. It was so long since I had seen him like this. Part of me felt something that I never really felt before.
Fear.
The feeling of the unknown. The anticipation of whether or not things would go wrong. My whole being wanted to kneel to my father and apologize for what I had done.
The longing for a real father ate away at my chest, yet I didn't even understand what it was to have a dad in the first place. Osma had done as much as she could with me. She gave me that maternal sustenance, but it was paternal that kept you strong.
"My son, I see the years have done you well," he chuckled, as if I had never killed him He seemed lighthearted, in an imposing sort of way. After a
