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"What is it Leoflic? You seem ill at ease. Speak, what is troubling you?" Mayonnette asked as soon as they were apart from the group.
He looked around, trying to find how to say this properly. "Okay, well, I don't really know where to begin, so I guess from the beginning would be the best place."
Once again, he fell silent, pondering how best to say this. Finally he collected his thoughts and started on his tale. "Well, as I told you when we first met, my father went off to war and died in battle. After that, it was my mother and me, left alone to fend for ourselves. Well, a few years after that, my mother fell ill. She eventually died of the illness and I was left alone."
At teh memory of his parents, a single tear escaped his dark eye and slid slowly down his cheek. He wiped it away and continued with his story.
"Well, after that, I went off alone. Eventually, this old man. He became my friend and my benefactor. He took me in when no one else would. Well, this man - I don't remember his name so don't ask - well this man had visitors. Now when I saw Zach, he jogged something in the back of my mind and I couldn't remember."
Here he paused, thinking back, and he clearly pictured Zach's face from before. "Well, I remember now. I've seen Zach at that man's place!! And now that I really think back, the man never told me what he did but he did make a fair bit of money to keep both of us alive and comfortable. Mayonnette, what if this man is the kidnapper!?"
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