8 BRYN TEG COTTAGE
Later that evening, when he had convinced his daughter and son-in-law that he was capable of taking care of himself, and that he knew how to use the new mobile phone that they had brought him and they had gone home, he moved from the seat to his armchair, which was opposite the one Sarah had used. As the natural light diminished, he did not augment it, and soon he was sitting in the dark, but all the while staring at her favourite chair and willing to speak to her or at least see her.
“Willy...” came into his mind all of a sudden and an image of Sarah, as if there were bad reception.
“Hello, beloved”, he said, “I have missed you. Are you well?”
“Oh, nothing can hurt me here, unless I let it, but it has been very frustrating trying to keep in touch. I thought that onc
