Savanna is just sitting in front of Joseph’s shop in the heat, laid back in her chair and looking rather exhausted. The old man comes out with a bottle of water and sets it down at her feet, his body shaking.
“When was the las’ time ya ate somethin’?”
“Yesterday.”
He narrows his eyes. “Tha’s a lie righ’ there. I didn’ see ya come out of your room to th’ fridge. … At least drink somethin’. Goin’ without drinkin’s more dangerous than tha’. … Ya gonna tell me what’s wrong wit’ ya?”
“Nothing.”
“.. Righ’.” He sighs and hobbles back into the shop.
“Hey, wait!” Shimmer called, making her way to the shop. She had never really know where it until she followed Sav one day. Looks like she was still glum. But about what?
She gave Savannah’s hair a slight ruffle, shooting her a small smile before she entered, asking “Are you… Joseph?”