chapter 57
by Ernest Hemingway
16:14,Jul 14,2023
He leaned back slightly, raised his head, and watched her leave.
Seika Matsumoto walked extremely calmly. Sometimes I even stopped on purpose, stood on the steps and said a few words to my mother, and then continued to go up. But when the door closed behind her, she seemed to be a different person. She drank the milk in a few gulps, picked up the leather bag from the sofa, and quickly walked into the bedroom.
The phone was thrown by the bed, and the phone was...
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