C164 Homeless People

I followed Lisa into the kitchen. She didn't rush to take the pie out of the oven, but closed the door.

"The young lad outside is Edward's son, right?" Lisa asked without any warning.

She leaned against the door, trembling slightly, and looked at me as if I had suddenly run away.

"Edward told me before that his son was terminally ill, but he didn't die. He looked very healthy