Lost Creek Hollow Time is life itself

He still didn't think he understood, but her words and the tone she delivered them in made him happy. Thanks. He smiled, then picked up the piece indicated and began to slowly dig in. He had never been that adamant of an eater - Gannet could take his time with most things.

I'm fine, he said, then thought about it a minute. He was fine, yeah. I went to the festival. I didn't meet anyone though. Not anyone new who could help him at least. That had been a little disappointing. He knew technically he should return the question, but he could tell she was better just from the way she'd smiled.