Robert
Robert picked up his glasses. Gold rims. Large enough. There were two cracks in the lens. Like two sides of a triangle. And when he positioned them over his face the cracks became a smudge over everything he saw.
Robert
Robert picked up his glasses. Gold rims. Large enough. There were two cracks in the lens. Like two sides of a triangle. And when he positioned them over his face the cracks became a smudge over everything he saw.