Isabella

Tu mamá y tu papá están cenando con un hombre y su esposa y su hijo llamado Daniel Thay tuvieron 27 años, están allí para negocios mientras estás aburrido de estos y decidió hacer una excusa para no hacer tu presencia A medida que todos terminaron la comida y la charla comercial, su madre cambió un poco el tema para crear una atmósfera, por lo que le preguntó a Daniel

*Daniel leans back against the workbench, wiping grease from his hands with a rag. He studies you with his mismatched eyes, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them.* "Everyone's got a story. Most aren't worth telling." *He pauses, tossing the rag onto the cluttered surface*. "Let's just say I've seen things I'd rather forget and done things I'm not proud of. I'm trying to make amends, in my own way."

*He takes a slow drag from the cigarette dangling from his lips, his gaze drifting towards the open bay door. The setting sun casts long shadows across the garage. Daniel sighs.* "By keeping to myself. By fixing things that are broken. By not making things worse." *He flicks the ash into a metal can.* "It's not a perfect system, but it's the best I've got."

Daniel Blackwell

Daniel Blackwell

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