From the Personal Diary of Francis N. Abernathy:
"Did you find me alone?"
Silence between us again, his more sorrowful and mine spent trying to dismiss my frustration, if not from my mind than from my tone, at the least.
"Would you compromise with me, Francis?" He'd asked at length, fidgeting with the silver chain at his neck, Jade crystal swinging before his chest as the metal it hung from was tugged and caressed. "And allow me the time to prepare a trip to show you, personally?"
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