"Come, you must be hungry." she directed him toward the living room where the sat around the small table and share a delicious dish. Gorging himself on the food, Neon threw an observing gaze toward Mary. She looked to be in her early thirties, but hard work made her seem older than she was. She was beautiful in an unassuming way. The kind you didn't notice in a crowd but you start to notice the more time you spend in her presence. Neon felt he owed her for more than he could ever repay in a lifetime. He firmed his determination, he was going to give her a good life no matter what.
