"Didn't you drive either?" Spencer asked her.
"No."
Either? So he didn't drive as well?
Summer glanced at him, and just then, she accidentally bumped into something, "Ah!" She almost tripped!
"Careful!" Luckily, Spencer quickly grabbed her arm.
"Ouch..."
At that moment, a weak groan came from nearby. It was a stranger's voice, sending chills down their spines.
"Ah!" Summer instinctively threw herself into Spencer's arms, frightened.
Spencer wrapped his arm around her waist, holding her protectively.
With his height advantage and the help of the streetlight, he quickly saw an elderly scavenger sitting on the roadside lawn.
It was the old man's outstretched foot that had tripped Summer.
"It's okay," Spencer whispered to her. "It's an old man, a person, not a ghost."
Summer slowly turned her head. Under the dim streetlight, she saw an old man sitting under a tree. Though she couldn't see his face clearly, he seemed very old, at least seventy.
Next to him was a fiber bag filled with what appeared to be empty water bottles.
Feeling a pang of sadness, Summer looked at Spencer.
Spencer opened the bag he was holding and handed the packed food to the old man. "Sir, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Here, take this."
The fragrant food made the old man feel deeply touched.
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Seriously!!! 2 very short chapters per day!!!...