CHAPTER 82
Ron
“So, we need to handle a couple of things and the spreadsheet is yet to be…” Tristan paused to look at me. “Um, excuse me, sir, but…are you with us?”
I smiled to mask my wandering thoughts. “Yes. Forgive the silence, you can go on.”
Tristan slid a look my way that said he didn't for once buy my crappy excuse but he went on with the narrative.
Once I was certain that his attention was no longer on me, I resumed thinking about Nora… my presumably dead wife.
I haven't told anyone about the encounter since I met her, but the secret has been eating at me.
Not to mention I can't stop thinking about how beautiful she is.
Nora has always had an earth-shattering beauty that made people stop to look at her, but now, it's different.
I'm not sure if it was because I hadn't see
