“Sorry about that,” said a voice behind him.
Garner jerked up and twisted around to see Alonzo standing, hardly visible, just beyond the end of the bench, in the shadow cast by a large tree. A wave of relief passed through him so intense that he gave a short laugh.
“What are you doing there?” he asked, unable to keep from smiling.
Alonzo said nothing and Garner patted the bench next to him. After an initial hesitation, to Garner’s pleasure and satisfaction Alonzo came and sat down only a little away from him. Neither said anything for a while, then Garner cautiously reached out and took gentle hold of Alonzo’s hand. And was overjoyed that he didn’t try to pull it away.