Ethan had already learned to ride a bicycle, so often when she was busy, he would ride to other people's houses to visit, not shy at all. Sometimes he would bring back a bunch of flowers from the flower girl, and sometimes a book from that nocturnal man to give to her. That was one of the reasons she was willing to stay because she found that Ethan really, really liked it here.
During the day, those empty plots next door were all under construction. In just a short month, the buildings had grown at an extraordinary pace. It wouldn't be long before three more houses were completed.
Noisy as it was, the work started at ten in the morning and ended at five in the evening, without disrupting anyone's daily routine.
"Ethan, hasn't Charlotte told you? Daddy is very busy, and there are a lot of people who rely on Daddy for their livelihood." She found that Ethan was becoming more dependent on his father each day, and would pout and become gloomy if he didn't see him for a single day.
