Family
“I’m old,” the man groans as he sits down on the bench. “I am old,” he says, “I won’t have long to live.”
“I’m old,” the man groans as he sits down on the bench. “I am old,” he says, “I won’t have long to live.”
You raise your glass as you toast with your new coworkers. They cheer and welcome you to the team.
“Do you want to go out to Central with me?” Grace asks her friend.