When you meet the mother by accident…
AXEL
Lemon didn’t answer my call even though I knew she had left the inn. One of the guys had said they saw her walking home. I tried not to be worried, but it was always there in the back of my head. She was human, and they were more fragile than you could imagine. Just a week ago, she fell in the bathroom as she stepped out of the shower. I heard her call out before a hard thud. I was in the doorway immediately, and she was lying on the floor, holding back tears. The bruise on her backside was still faintly there, and she had twisted her wrist in the process.
I linked the rest of the guys that I needed a half hour to check on something. Their jests told me they knew I was going home, but they thought it was for entirely other reasons.
I entered
