Chapter 122. Rude Old Man
Jaden’s POV
It’s either my mother’s journal was written when she was sleepy, or the farm had been cleared.
Ralph sighed tiredly, pacing around. “The address led us to a building. It was supposed to be a farm!” he grunted.
I shared his frustration, but I couldn’t help but think he somehow blamed me for it. Perhaps because I wanted to be the one to direct us.
I shoved the journal in his face. “If you see any other direction in the book, do tell me.”
He took the journal with a small smile and felt around it. “This book is almost fifty years old.”
Was that what he should be checking?
I cleared my throat, and he opened the pages, squinting his eyes to see the tiny letters. “The farm should be right here, though.”
I snatched the book from him. “Exactly! And since it isn’t, there are chances it was cleared by the owner of that house.”
He looked up at the building, and his eyes enlarged. “Yes, yes, they may have cleared
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