The Unlucky Turn by Mark Twain 111

But he couldn’t bring himself to say those words to Leilani.

Silence filled the car again. It wasn’t until they pulled up to the entrance of the nursing home that Milford finally spoke in a low voice. Leilani, about Tamara and me… it’s not what you think.”

Leilani pushed the door open, not even bothering to look back. “Mr. Sherwood, your personal life has nothing to do with me.”

Watching her walk toward the facility, Milford slammed his fist against the steering wheel, the horn letting out a harsh, piercing blast. He hated this feeling of powerlessness!

When Yvonne saw Leilani, her eyes instantly lit up. A surprised smile broke across her pale face. “Leilani! You came!”

However, Yvonne was sharp. She immediately noticed the state of Leilani’s clothes and asked nervously, “Leilani, what happened to your outfit? Did something happen?”

Leilani paused, glancing down at her attire. She hadn’t expected Yvonne to be so observant. She had tidied up at the hospital after getting her

Wounds treated. Aside from

a few scuffs and tears in the fabric, you wouldn’t know she’d been in a car accident unless you looked closely.

It was only after Yvonne mentioned it that Milford noticed something was off, too. Yvonne was right. Leilani looked more exhausted and disheveled than usual today. There were distinct scrape marks on the fabric around her knees and elbows.

“Just a little accident. I’m fine,” Leilani said, brushing it off. She didn’t want to get into details with the Sherwood siblings.

She walked over and gently

held Yvonne’s hand, her tone softening. “I haven’t been to see you in a while. How are you feeling lately?”

Yvonne accepted the explanation, assuming it was just a minor mishap on the way there. Hearing Leilani’s concern, her eyes crinkled a smile.

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“Much better! The doctor said with a bit more physical therapy, I’ll be walking normally again.” She paused, then added with a hint of regret, “It’s just… last time you promised to visit, you never showed up. I thought you forgot about me.”

Leilani’s fingers stiffened slightly, a pang of guilt rising in her chest. “Sorry. I’ve been a little busy,” she explained softly, without going into specifics.

Yvonne shook her head, smiling understandingly. “It’s okay. I’m just happy you’re here now!”

The two chatted for a while, but Leilani’s mood remained heavy. Maybe it was the aftereffects of the crash, but she felt drained.

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Not wanting to show any weakness in front of Yvonne and Milford, she eventually stood up, her voice calm. “Yvonne, it’s getting late. I have some things to take care of, so I’ll head back now.”

isappointed but nodded obediently. “Okay. Get home safe, Leilani.”

had been standing by the door the whole time, immediately stepped forward

as Leilani exited. “I’ll drive you.”

Leilani didn’t answer. She just kept walking.

The nursing home corridor was long and quiet. Their footsteps echoed one after another, neither of them speaking.

It wasn’t until they walked out the front doors into the night breeze that Milford spoke up. “You haven’t had dinner yet, right? I know a nice restaurant nearby…”

“No need,” Leilani cut him off, her tone cold. “I’ll eat at home.”

Milford frowned. “Leilani, can’t we just talk?”

Leilani stopped and turned to face him, her eyes distant. “Milford you’re about to ma..y

Tamara. Is there really any point in acting like this?”

She hadn’t even settled the score with him yet.

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