The meeting in two days loomed large in my mind. It was supposed to be a turning point for the club, and now Eli was part of the equation.
The next day, I found myself thinking about Eli more than I expected. There was an air of mystery around him, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that he was here for a reason.
When evening came, I returned to the clubhouse. Eli was there, sitting quietly in a corner, watching the comings and goings of the members.
I approached him, curious about what he’d been up to since we last spoke.
“How’s it going?” I asked, taking a seat next to him.
He shrugged, a small smile playing on his lips.
“Just trying to stay out of the way,” he said.
It was a simple answer, but it left me wanting more.
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