Nora, 1959
“Do you have plans for your birthday?” Eden asked Nora while they walked about the garden. King—her always close lion—walked alongside the two of them.
Nora could see the question for what it was. All these years and there were uncertainties regarding Alex being so near her all these years. Michael and Eden had brought it up often enough.
No. There was nothing going on.
Alex was a dear friend and was the first person—well, angel—who treated her like she wasn’t the bane of existence, itself. What’s more, he never asked anything of her.
Well, except to live.
That, he was lightly demanding of her, but Nora didn’t mind. Each time they went out to work, Alex made sure to end things with a new experience.
Sport events, new cities, new places.
Nora
