Chapter 6-Myriam

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I crept toward the windows as I heard footsteps coming closer to the house. When I moved the curtains out of the way, I couldn't breathe.

I knew how unlikely it was, but my mother had told me stories of my father--of his silver hair and green eyes. I told myself that it was just a coincidence, that this was just another of Drakon's visitors. But who was that girl with the male? When I saw her face, I concluded that she couldn't be any older than eighteen. Drakon never had couples over, mostly males stop by to chat and drink with him.

I quickly tiptoed to where Drakon was sitting in the kitchen and motioned for him to come over silently. He raised from his chair and before I could whisper what was going on, we heard the knock. I looked at Drakon and saw the question in his eyes--he hadn't invited anyone over tonight.

I knew then, that the man standing at the door was my father.

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