The heat was excruciating to say the least. Pat was not fond of walking during noon time but here he is wandering in the outskirts of the woods. He was exiled yesterday from their land and now he has nowhere to stay. He has somewhere to go, Edith’s house. He knew Edith will be worried sick about him and look for him.
Yet his thoughts kept going back to his father, which made him cry for a bit. 'Are they alright? I just hope Iñigo would leave the rest of my family alone' He thought to himself.
He wanted to mourn his father's death and bury him but that may never happen. He heard someone walking from the road. They were chatting candidly.
"Trish stop pestering me. I don't have a crush on that boy." A teenage girl said to another girl by the name of Trish. They were walking in the dirt ro
