That old thing
Jack and Emma sat down across from Charles, their hearts racing. “We found your car,” Jack started. “In the forest, abandoned.” Charles chuckled softly, though there was no joy in his eyes. “That old thing,” he muttered. “It’s been a long time since I’ve seen it.” Emma leaned forward. “Why did you leave it? Why did you disappear out of everyone’s lives?”
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