The happy sunny week was suddenly ruined when an unknown man suddenly came to his house and had a serious conversation on the front porch. His mother, who was washing the cutlery they had used for a picnic this morning, trotted after his father when an unfamiliar guest was talking to his father.
They were adults talking very quietly as if they were whispering to gossip about hot news, just like the women around their house did. Alex was about to stand up to follow his father, but his mother grabbed his arm roughly and told him to go to the backyard and feed the fish they caught today in the lake.
He had wondered why his mother was like that. He wanted to stay there and follow his mother to the front porch, to join his father and the man who was chatting with his father. But the look on his mother's fierce face instantly frightened him. He had no choice but to go to the backyard to sprinkle fish food into the mini pond his father had made using an old bucket. Later when the fish grew
