We left the diner and started strolling down the streets. A group of kids ran up to us. “King Nolan!” “Can I get a picture!” They all said different things at the same time so it was hard to catch what each one was saying.
Nolan didn’t react too much to it but he did take pictures with them. Everyone else just stared and whispered among themselves. I don’t know if it was in my head but for a second I thought one of the kids looked like Jezebeth. I looked closer and they looked nothing like her. I still felt guilt for leaving her the way I did. I wanted to ask her to come with me because she deserved something more than what she got but that would have been selfish and I doubt she’d want to leave her father for strangers.
“Here.” He gestured to a big park and we walked to it. “Over there.
