Chapter 288

I had expected Arthur to turn me away and slam the door in my face, but it seemed name-dropping Zack had been a good idea. His charms must have worked on Arthur. I took a deep breath and entered the room, only to see an elderly gentleman with salt-and-pepper hair doing what appeared to be a series of stretches in the living room. Was he Arthur? I questioned silently in disbelief. I had looked into him before coming here. Arthur was below 60 years old, probably around Zack's age. He looked young in pictures, but now that I had a closer look, he seemed much older than Zack. Even if I had looked into him, I still couldn't picture Arthur as the stretching-and-light-exercises type. I couldn't help feeling like I had come to the wrong room and sought out the wrong person. "What is it, missy?" Arthur asked, breaking the silence even as he continued his stretching. He had as good as confirmed his identity. As for how he had ended up looking like this, I dared not make conjectures. Drawi