So is David.
It's Only.
The bullet had passed under his shoulder.
Mara sat next to him while Samuel sews the wound.
Elias was standing outside.
The snow was starting to fall.
Thomas is approaching.
“You love her.”
Elias did not answer.
His father smiled slightly.
“You were always stubborn.”
“You don’t know me.”
"No."
Thomas looked at Mara.
“But I know that look.”
Elias frowned on the eyebrows.
“What look?”
“The one a man gets when he finally finds something he fears he will lose.”
Elias said nothing.
Thomas handed him a page on the register.
“One more thing.”
Elias has read it.
His face has changed.
“What is this?”
“A Marriage Certificate.”
“Whose?”
“My own.”
Elias looked up.
Thomas had married twice.
His second wife was the mother of the sea.
Elias looked at it.
"No."
Thomas nodded.
“Mara is my daughter.”
The paper almost fell from Elias.
