Sighing, Ronald walked down the silent streets of London. It was considerably early in the morning, and technically he didn't even have to be up to get to work for another three hours or so, but the junior Reaper had something important he needed to do.
Knox turned onto Stoke Newington High Street, this time his feet dragging. The usually upbeat youngster felt as if he was carrying a pack of lead on his back, keeping his movements slow and cautious. Memories seeped back into his mind, back to when he was just a little boy.
"You almost have it, Ronnie." The strawberry blonde woman said as she smiled down at the boy, her fingers shifting thro