On a bright, sunny day the following week, Eric stood with Andy in the area under the ancient, first-storey market house in the centre of town. It was the morning of the supper party. The older man leaned against one of the stone pillars which supported the timber-framed building. They were waiting for something, or someone. Which it was, Eric didn't quite know.
He turned to his companion to settle the question. Andy was idly watching the world go by. “I still don't understand why we're wait