“No crowds today,” he thought. Perfect.
With a cane assisting his limp, Ulrich leisurely strolled down the narrow, hedge-laden path.
He hated the hustle, bustle, and overabundance of new noises that modern living brought with it in recent decades.
Ping. Ding. Brrrang. Level 4! Call from John.
Ear-drum-shatteringly loud music from crackly car radios. He missed a slower-paced way of life back in his...