Chapter 362
Lisa didn't answer me but kept watching Brandon from the window. "How long is Mr. Howell going to be out there?"
The man outside was almost begging, while Brandon just stood there with his hand in his pocket, bathed in the morning sun.
I couldn't stop staring.
I felt a surge of pride at the thought that he was my man.
Being involved with Brandon felt like a twist of fate. What began as a way to distract myself from my breakup with Chris had turned into something truly special.
I realized I'd found a gem.
Lisa nudged me with her shoulder. "You're not answering me."
I blinked and replied, "He should be done soon."
The man outside was probably begging Brandon to fix his shoulder. Ellie had once told me that Brandon had learned how to set bones from an old villager because she had often dislocated her arm as a child and needed his help.
He had spent enough time with the old villager to learn how to do it himself, which probably explained why the man was being so obedient toward Br
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