The man in question takes my hand, and I think he’s going to shake it until he beings to bow and lift my hand to his forehead. The gesture reminds me of when I first me Sophie and her brother. I’d completely forgotten about it.
“Hi, Arthur,” I say softly, and he smiles when he straightens up. Aaron does the same, bows and touches my hand to his forehead.
“Hi, Aaron. It’s nice to see you again,” I tell him, unsure what else to say. As he returns my greeting, the old woman catches my eye again, and she’s still staring. I smile at her, hoping it’ll bring her closer, but even as she steps toward me, an older man stops her and pulls her to speak with someone else.
I really wanted to ask her who she is, but I guess I’ll have to wait because Ethan leads me to a chair and sits me down.
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