Marc was still suspicious about the letter, he had it with him in his pocket. Hoping that that would draw him closer to who ever wrote it. He wished it was Denver, but a part of him was sure it was someone who knew them both. He was thinking about this, who could have found him, he went back through his tracks and they were all clean. He was going to now to move some accounts with draw some money for a decent amount of time, so he could change the routine. What about the church he thought, did they know about him there.
He was going down town, when he saw this kid looking at him. A bit too long. A bit like someone looking for something to do.
So he said.
"Hey, kid. You want anything"
The kid didn't really know how to respond. If this bald lunatic was Santa he could come up with a long list of things he wanted. But this guys question seemed to come from somewhere else. The kid didn't get why, but it felt different.
"Nah man, just looking."
Based off the guys response the kid did well. He just shrugged as if he would do the same. As if to say fair enough.
The kid staring with a new found confidence or boldness.
But also an interest. Who was this bald man?
He was going down town, when he saw this kid looking at him. A bit too long. A bit like someone looking for something to do.
So he said.
"Hey, kid. You want anything"
The kid didn't really know how to respond. If this bald lunatic was Santa he could come up with a long list of things he wanted. But this guys question seemed to come from somewhere else. The kid didn't get why, but it felt different.
"Nah man, just looking."
Based off the guys response the kid did well. He just shrugged as if he would do the same. As if to say fair enough.
The kid staring with a new found confidence or boldness.
But also an interest. Who was this bald man?
