All Sophia could do was console the villagers. A few would come with them for this time, and if things went well, they would contact the rest of them to slowly help them venture out into the open world. The village head thanked Sophia while he dropped by.

 

He also told Sophia about the fact that the villagers were all thankful toward John for helping to pave the roads, as well as finding the younger generation a job. It was all thanks to Sophia that the lives of these people were about to change for the better.

However, Sophia felt guilty, as she did nothing to help, so she didn’t think she deserved their gratitude.

In the meantime, Walter caught wind of their impending departure due to the commotion it raised, so he came to Sophia’s house once again. He was wearing the same shirt, and though he tried his best to keep up appearances, it didn’t take a lot for the others to deduce that he wasn’t in fact as well off as he presented himself to be.

When he arrived at the house, the villagers were still in there. Chuckling, he walked up to them. “Oh, so everyone’s here. This looks fun.”

Although the yard was full of boisterous chatter just moments ago, the villagers stopped talking as soon as they saw him. As if not noticing the abrupt shift in their countenance, Walter alone was chuckling. “I heard that Sophia will be leaving the place soon.

It has only been a few days, so why the hurry? You don’t get to come home everyday, so why not spend some more time here?”

everyone. All Sophia did was stare at him

 

on in the yard as he was planning the route they would take with a few other men in the house. He told them that someone would meet

the villagers from where he stood, Walter chuckled before approaching Sophia. “I was planning on paying my respects at your grandfather’s grave yesterday, but I couldn’t find it. Sophia, why don’t you bring me there? I miss

don’t have the right to pay your respects, as Grandpa wouldn’t want to see you. Whatever items that you and your wife left behind, he had burned them all to ashes. He told me that you’ve both died, which I will take as the truth, so our ties

 

unfilial toward me? I understand that you hate me, but that’s between us. I am your grandfather’s son, so he will be angry if you stop us from seeing each other. He must be waiting to see me, Sophia, so stop

parents’ character might be. She had assumed that adults should be more or less the same when they reached

decorum; even if

she was disillusioned with the idea, as Walter was the exact opposite of

dignity. After pursing her lips, Sophia accused in a stern voice, “Why

people some money. I was having it hard, but not only did your grandfather refuse to help us out, but he blamed us for dragging everybody in the family down with us. With that in mind, don’t you think he was

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