"You stay with July, I take care of the garden tools and the bath," asked the son.
David nodded. Initially sitting on the sofa playing his cell phone, David moved away after July at the back of the house.
"Hi," David softly greeted him.
"Hi."
Scratching the temple, David stepped toward July. "Do you like it here?" Asked David.
July turns, smiling as you walk toward the wooden chair that is under the mango tree. "Of course. I come here almost every day."
David sat down. "Really?" David looked at July as he tried to smile.
"You wouldn't know. You're never home, are you?"
Right. For 10 years David went to school outside the city with Dion. Not only did he go to school for written lessons, but David also attended self-defense training.
David chuckled. "I wasn't around much. Home least twice a year."
"Then, if I were your wife, would you be traveling far, too?" The sensitive questions that seemed to silence David.