Hans sat outside the door to the room where his mother and father were having a shocking discussion. The young boy hugged his knees to his chest as he listened to every word his father spoke, as if it were a commandment from God himself.
He could hear the voice of his mother as she prodded the man's mysterious background with more questions. It would appear that no matter how much Berengar spoke of his past life, Linde was never fully satisfied. She desired to know everything about her man, and thus she immediately inquired about past lovers.
"So you died when you were in your mid-twenties? You must have had a wife, or a lover then? Here I thought I was your first..."
She could hardly believe Berengar's next words as he spoke about his past life with a nostalgic smile on his face.
