"Have you... talked about this to your brothers?" Tiffany carefully asked.
Aldger shook his head, "No, but I think they knew. It was a dream of mine to write stories- does it seem childish?"
Tiffany shook her head, "Anyone can dream. Big or small. There is no such thing as age or gender when it comes to doing what you desire. Straight men are designing, something most people in the past see as something women's profession. People in their fifties continued writing children's stories. Why do you think you are being childish by speaking of it now?"
He chuckled, he looked at his hand that was holding hers but he didn't feel it in him to let go.
Instead, he continued his story while holding on to it.
"I think that was the only time I found myself dreaming of something."
Tiffany noticed the way he looked at their hands and seeing as he didn't let go, she decided to hold it tighter to show her support to him.
