“You’re just jealous.”
“Of what? You’re a jack of all trades, master of none. Where’s your direction? What’s your passion in life? And don’t say me, that’s taken for granted.”
“You’ll see Maya.” Amadeo replied steadily.
That conversation took place nearly a year and a half ago, a full year before the Abatement had changed their lives and sent them on the road in their wagon. Since then, Amadeo obtained business qualifications, and used his knowledge of tongues to become a reputable tradesman. He knew the way to the foothills, and onwards into the Western Reaches, towards Zenith.