Little by little, the sun set to the west, and by this time it had disappeared. The clouds in the west had already been dyed red. Jose shook his head and looked at Domino, who was still chatting with Niarina. Sometimes he really couldn’t figure out what he could say for so long.
Jose finished his last sip of wine and went over to say, "Arno, I’ll go back first." "Got it, honey," Domino said […]