What a good way to live. Or so Simon would think if he knew what was in Silvio’s head. He would also wish he wasn’t a prisoner of his past, too. Still, poor Silvio had to get lonely sometimes, out here all alone without any friends or family nearby. It made Simon feel a little better about encroaching in Silvio’s space.

But was it really encroaching when Silvio brought him here and already indicated he wanted Simon to stay?

“It’s nice here,” he added as he looked around. The woods were lovely, much quieter than Simon was used to, but the more they walked, the more he could hear the quiet symphony of the forest: birds and insects, the trees rustling… it’s very relaxing. “I can see why you stay.”