Sun Mote Copse down to the river

It ws hard getting anything fun done with Elfie these days, it felt. Seemed like everything was a struggle and Eljay tried so hard but it just never seemed to be good enough. The father was at wit's end. The glare didn't go unnoticed, because Eljay was, as he had always been, hypersensitive to these kind of moods and one harboured by his own child was even more impactful on his own mood. Emotionally he felt very connected, but not in a good way. Elfie was surely just trying to deal with his mother's young death still, but how could Eljay help his son out in this? It felt like literally every decision he made was the wrong one.

Even now Eljay pondered if he should ask Elfie to come with or if he should just leave him be for now. After a moment's contemplation the father turned towards his son and asked, Do you want to come, too? His words were careful, as though Eljay was holding a dozen porcelain tea cups that he was afraid to accidentally drop and smash into a thousand pieces if he went about this the wrong way.

@Weejay feel free to pop in still if you'd like