for "The Wolf". Nine years of silent dev

rvice, we returned to the

hecked the time. "It's just about lu

wanted was to hav

ou somewhere. There's something ab

e'd spent nine years secretly pining for my sister. Out of a mix of pity and frustration, I ge

de salads. As he handed the menu back to the waiter,

t help but ask, "How did you kno

oment before replying casually,

g after the waiter. "Mak

olf" reached out and lowered

erbs, while the other was loaded with onions and garlic, their aroma wafting up from the

lf" didn't have many major flaws. Even the way he ate, sipping his water and twirl

"Is there somet

k instead. "You're enjoying that so much, and

and went back to

o Pagehaven Mall and parke

up to?" I aske

he replied, checking

ing to look out the window. Across th

singly restless. Finally, I couldn't take it

h," he sai

to the hotel parking lot. Something about the license plate

ervously as if to make sure no one was watching. A

ck doing here on a weekend, instea

loud. "Maybe he's here to meet

e Wolf" said, his to

ped by the curb. Out stepped a woman in a tight dress a

on that island yesterday, and now they were together again today. Then my thoughts spiraled to my sister-how co

"There was a period when I was looking into something at the mall, and

mmer, shattering the last