My father came to the door. At first the old man did not speak. He looked again at the sea, and at the front of the inn. ‘I like this place,’ he said. ‘Do many people come here?’ ‘No,’ said my father.
My father came to the door. At first the old man did not speak. He looked again at the sea, and at the front of the inn. ‘I like this place,’ he said. ‘Do many people come here?’ ‘No,’ said my father.