Life felt easier for Hdajk. There were still work to do, but after the siblings started helping it was not overwhelming, and there were time for good moments.

Oyw had good days and bad days (haven’t we all?), but most of the time he was in a good mood, even if he couldn’t remember things and was more easily tired.

Sometimes “The Stranger”, as they all called him, visited. He seemed to enjoy the talks with Oyw. “He reminds me of my grandpa back in my home valley”, he said, “I loved him very much”.

Not everybody in the family, or in the village for that matter, was happy about The Stranger’s presence.

- I really don’t understand what he wants here! Efhag said. It’s suspicious how he talks and talks with father, as he was the village chief or something.

Sometimes things were even said straight to The Stranger’s face, which was not very kind-hearted.

- Stop asking our father about tips and tricks! Klyg was clearly annoyed. And you father should stop telling him all your secrets! You don’t know what he will use it for!

- Come on, Klyg! Hdajk jumped in. What’s he gonna do with it? Sell the information to the highest bidder? He is just being friendly and interested.

- Really, I have no evil ulterior motives, Rusa said. I just like talking with him.

- I find that hard to believe, Klyg answered back. And you! He turned to his sister.

- Why are YOU defending him? Do you fancy him, or what is it?!

Hdajk turned red, and gave her brother a look that could kill.

- I refuse to hear such rubbish, Klyg. You really disappoint me.

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