I stood in front of his gate not knowing if I should go in or turn back. I didn't want to put him in trouble with his grannies but I desperately needed to see him too. What was I to do?!

Just when I decided that telling him was a bad idea, I heard someone clear their throat behind me. I turned around and came face to face with a shagging looking old man not more than 5 feet away from the ground. Not because he was short but because he was bent over with his frame balanced on a walking stick. He looked so frail and white, yet very...