“It’s funny that we lived so close by, for years, and you still don’t know my name”, the old man said, as he walked out of the house. Baron was already seated on a bench in the balcony.
“I’m pretty sure you didn’t know my name till the unfortunate new”
“Maybe True… You can call me Arthur, anyway”
Baron smiled and glanced at him. “Sounds like the right name for your old age”, he replied. “I went to see De Antonio. Thanks to you”
“He gave you a job?”
“There’d be no thanks to you if he didn’t”, Baron said. “I’m resuming tomorrow”
“Looks like you’ve got more than your job to worry about”
“Why do you say so?”
“Come on”, Arthur nudged him. “You know you were waiting for me to say so”
Baron chuckled. “So it’s written all over my face? I wasn’t actually waiting. I was here to talk about i
