The Wrong Person First

“She just started talking out of nowhere when I showed her this! I was completely floored!”

Carlos launched into an animated explanation, gesturing wildly.

Apparently, once the girl found her voice, she’d excitedly started rattling off every word she knew.

And, to his surprise, she knew quite a few.

“Honestly, I thought she might be a bit simple at first.”

“....”

Calix had never once thought she was simple.

From the very beginning, she’d shown clear intent and will.

Still, someone who couldn’t speak the language often looked like a fool.

To Carlos, who hadn’t known her world, she must have seemed like one.

“But she was so shocked herself, her eyes went huge—then she just started laughing!”

“....”

“And get this—she already knew my name. Nearly gave me a heart attack!”

Calix gripped the firewood, his knuckles whitening.

He’d waited for that moment. Longed for it.