“Mr. Wilson, how far do your walks go?” I nodded and returned to my work.

“Commendable as an exemplary younger sister. Only Alex said that your heart is not very much in it.

Alex obviously did not speak in such terms, I grinned. The old man was not going to leave, went ahead and sat down on a fallen tree. Now he was in front of my eyes - it would be more difficult to turn away.

“He doesn’t lie down, he doesn’t stand, he doesn’t sit,” I muttered under my breath.

“Then it is doubly commendable. Your heart is very generous. You have been through so much, but still...