2024 is off to such a horrible start. This week my cousin (dad’s age) died, my uncle has a brain tumor (operation tomorrow) and my friend’s niece is diagnosed with leukemia. So, forgive the bare min. done here this weekend. More of Aneirin and Kaleo’s story.

Aneirin opened the door to his nephew’s former room. It was basic with a sizable bed opposite a set of drawers. A tiny porthole hung over the drawers. Aneirin hoped Kaleo wouldn’t feel claustrophobic in the room. “It’s a bit small.”  

“Are you kidding? It’s the best room I’ve ever been allowed to sleep in.”

Aneirin smiled. He should have realized that space had been cramped wherever Kaleo had come from. “Come, the closest is there and the set of drawers, which doesn’t help much yet. This is your space. No one will bother you here,” he said and Kaleo nodded. “No one should bother you at all. I trust my staff, but if you are uncomfortable about anything, tell me.”

Kaleo shot him a dubious look. “I can’t imagine they’d touch me and risk losing their position if they piss you off, for pissing around with your things.”

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