Living father AnthonyThe next day, I was really looking glum. I got up by 7pm, and brushed my teeth using charcoal and water from the tap at the side of my house. I was really looking forward to getting out of here, and moving to the place I was set for. Though I didn’t know where I was going, but it felt so good to have a hope for the better life. I stepped into the house from the back, and entered the room I’d been allocated, only to jump out of my skin on seeing Father Antione’s back turned to me. He had never come in here all through my stay. So, what was he doing here? “Good day, sir,” I greeted as I stepped further into the room. He turned around to face me, his face strangely bereft of malice. I was so used to him looking at me with cold eyes, that seeing him without one was mildly unnerving. “I wanted to talk to you,” he said easily. I blinked twice at the formality of it all. It wasn’t in his books to be formal, at least, not
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