Your Dad is dead

Aria and James took a bus to Micheal’s village early the next morning. Because the village was smaller than they had anticipated, they needed little effort to get the information they needed. Add elderly woman was mending her nut beneath a large tree near a village entrance. She nodded to the village, “Go ahead, his house at the far east and of the village. You arrive just in time. They have not been here been in a long time and come back recently.” Aria became depressed as they approached Micheal’s house. She remained silent and worried. “Micheal’s left. Why do you need to see him?” asked the woman drying her fishnet at the door, her straw hat covering half her face. She looked at them both warily. Before Aria could say anything, James said, “We are here to pay back the money. Micheal helped us when we were in Rose city. We have saved some money now that we are both working and we’d like to repay him.” James then took out a wad of cash from his bag. The woman was no longer wary at tha