At once I squint my eyes into the uneven light of dusk and give my surroundings a better look, until I fetch the other presence in the woods. Under the huge aspen tree about fifteen feet in front of me, on a chair a boy sits. At his sides, five of his friends surround…
"Damon Jackson…" of course it is Damon Jackson, I saw it coming when Glenn and his friends showed up…
When Damon finds me realise his presence at last, his lips curl into a vicious smirk while mentions tauntingly, "I believe you have been expecting us, as a matter of course, if you know us well from the people's mouth——We leave out no rancours, every one of them deserves to be entertained."
'Rancours'… He is referring to the unfinished business he dragged me in at the back alley that day, isn't he? If it is so, that sounds rather hilarious… I walked with a crutch for a whole week, how is the rancour between us still not entertained?
