Chapter 13 The V

• The next couple of days she was back to her clients, while I was busying myself with her back garden. I insisted that young Lionel was no longer welcome and that I would do his work.
• It had been hundreds of years since I had done labor work. The repetition of the work was calming me down, I was sitting down on her garden while taking a break. I took the knife that I had taken from the shed before, and start carving onto the log. I used to do this when I was still a kid, my hands were remembering the techniques. I was smiling, when I was finding the simple pleasure of carving the log.
• It was not until she brought me some water hours later when I realize that I had been carving for hours and it was noon already.