They had no specific destination and were simply walking in short and long strides.
Michael was up front and ten feet away from him were Doctor Ro and Alyssa. It was cold.
The ground was filled with snow since it had snowed that morning, and it was nearly night as well.
Michael would probably eat outside before they returned to the house.
They kept their eyes on him as they watched his weighed down shoulders as he dragged his feet in his slow yet heavy steps.
Each step he took made it seem like he was forging a new path. A very cold and hard path.
Well, it was true. With the load on his shoulder, he would have to start a new life, one in which the one who was supposed to carry the load with him was absent.
It was quite a painful path.
They walked for about an hour before Michael stopped, staring at the sky and breathing heavily.
He was tired.
He needed to sit a bit.
He turned his head and found a bench covered in snow.
