I realized then that some memories are worth keeping, even if they hurt. And I knew that I would return to Mr. Finch's shop, to buy back the one thing I had sold: my name.
The End.
The shopkeeper chuckled. "Ah, that's the beauty of it. You never did." inside no. 9
I downed the contents of the vial in one swift motion. The dust dissolved on my tongue, leaving behind a faint aftertaste. I realized then that some memories are worth
Mr. Finch raised an eyebrow. "A curious request. Very well." inside no. 9