Nate
I have to hold back the tears as I watch Yvonne and Brockton crying in each other’s arms. For this brief moment, my old friend seems to have regained some of his old strength.
“Nathan,” Brockton looks up at me. “Thank you for finding my little sister.”
“It was my greatest honor, Brockton,” I touch his shoulder as Yvonne looks up at me. I smile softly at her.
She rises to her feet but holds Brockton’s hand.
“Come, Ari, let’s get to know each other again,” Brockton says with renewed strength. "My old friend,” he touches me with his other hand, “I need this time alone with Arianna.”
“I understand,” I say to him. “I will speak with you later.”
“We’ll have a glorious supper,” Brockton grins.
“Nate,” Yvonne looks at me.
“It will be fine, Yvonne. I have other things to take care
