Trades

—Patrick— 

 We ended up in front of Andrew's cottage. Almira turned to us while she's holding her son. She smiled at us and Bethany ran to the baby and poke his fat cheek. 

"Patrick," 

"Almira, where's Andrew?" 

"He's in the office." She said. 

"It must be sad to stay in the Academy, huh?" I asked her. 

"Not at all." She said softly. "Come inside, I'll call him." 

 We went inside the cottage that has been extended. It's beautifully arranged with growing flowers inside. Almira put the baby in the crib. We sat down as she became busy calling Andrew and she went to the kitchen which is just nearby. Then, she took out a cake and a bottle of drinks