Saturday, March 12, 1977
Will sits on the living room floor, back resting against an armchair, petting the Stanton's Welsh collie Raq. Their other dog, Ci, looks hopefully up at Bran, sprawled on the couch; he reaches out to rub the dog's ears absently.
They're silent, for the moment. It's an easy companionable silence, but Will occasionally has to stifle the urge to glance at Bran in concern. He's been too quiet this visit, polite but preoccupied. Worried for his father back in Wales, Will knows, though he hasn't the slightest idea what to do to help that.
They're silent, for the moment. It's an easy companionable silence, but Will occasionally has to stifle the urge to glance at Bran in concern. He's been too quiet this visit, polite but preoccupied. Worried for his father back in Wales, Will knows, though he hasn't the slightest idea what to do to help that.