It was a couple of days that passed in the mind of Jasper. And the dream did not stop surprising him with how real it was. Even if he didn’t have control over Daniil’s body, he was satisfied with every decision that Daniil made. It was as if he would have made those decisions himself. He would walk with Zhanna to the nearby store. Everyone Daniil and Zhanna spoke to spoke in a similar accent. That same Slavic accent that Jasper was still trying to get used to. However, the answers were a little more clear as soon as they talked to this grocery lady in the nearby supermarket.
“Thank you so much,” Zhanna said as she handed the supermarket lady a tip.
“What are you doing, child? We slavs need to help each other out. You need that more than I do dear. Here, take a few mo
