Ariana took the key card from him and left. Theodore asked Horace to push him in his wheelchair to his seat.

It glanced out of the window. It was almost spring. The trees outside were budding with new leaves, brightening away the remnants of the cold depression left by winter. Streams of sunlight flooded the hall through the tall glass windows, welcoming the warmth of the morning sun.

"Is there a fun place to visit in Ivebridge?" Theodore asked Horace as they waited at the table.

He took a sip of his fresh, hot coffee and gazed at the cars and pedestrians bustling outside. Horace was now sitting opposite him and typing away on his laptop.

Horace adjusted his glasses with a small push and began to recommend several famous scenic spots in the area. In the end, he couldn't help but inquire, “Are you planning to go someplace with Ms. Edwards?"