The lines of stress in Grey’s face eased a little. I see, he said slowly. So—you have not seen him since—my God, that’s twenty years! He stared at me, dumbfounded. And four months? Why—how— He shook his head, brushing away the questions.
Diana Gabaldon
The lines of stress in Grey’s face eased a little. I see, he said slowly. So—you have not seen him since—my God, that’s twenty years! He stared at me, dumbfounded. And four months? Why—how— He shook his head, brushing away the questions.