章 78: The forgotten talent

Abe sat staring strangely at a piece of paper in his hand, it was rather amazing yet confusing how he had done it. Infact how he had done it was all a mystery to him.

'Have I ever tried doing this before?' Abe thought, but shook his head few minutes later.

If he had done something like this before, then he would known about it.

Being able to draw someone in perfect details was not something anyone could just forget.

*Ring*

Abe's phone vibrated beside him, drawing his attention away from the piece of paper in his hand.

It was his sister, he had forgotten to call her.

"Hello!" Abe said softly

"Hi." Tasha replied from the other end of the phone.

Abe sighed as he heard her voice, she'd been crying again, he hated it when she cried. The old man wasn't even dead yet and his sister was crying like this?

Call him selfish or whatever you like, but Abe would rather the old man die than his sister crying. He had zero feelings for the man unlike his sister.