Years ago, when Elijah was a freshman in college.
[You can't disgrace us by doing that little job of yours! Why must you be a teacher? Come back to Russia, child. Don't hurt your mother.]
Elijah read that message again just to make sure he understood it. Professor Aaron's mother was asking him to return home to Russia.
They wanted him to leave his job because it was too beneath their status.
Exactly who was Aaron Kingsley?
When Aaron entered his home, it was brightly lit — a sight he had grown used to and found oddly endearing.
However, the most endearing thing in his entire home was the boy sitting on the sofa.
His long bangs hid his gray eyes, and yet he was well aware of how naive they were.
"Eli?"
His call startled the boy enough that the phone slipped from his hand and fell to the carpet with a soft thud.
Aaron had forgotten his phone when he went out to get pizza, and now watching Elijah's startled face amused him.
