The sense of things changing with time while the mountains and rivers remain, but you and I no longer look as we did.
Five years have passed in the blink of an eye. Holly Sawyer is now seventy-five, and Leo Grant is seventy-seven, reaching the twilight of their lives.
The world tour they once spoke of has been fulfilled, and they have wandered for a long time.
"Old lady, shall we go back?"
Leo Grant looked at the calendar on the wall and turned to say to Holly Sawyer.
"What's up?"
Holly lay on the bed scrolling her phone, the seventy-something old lady already hooked on her mobile.
Probably from Holly's generation onwards, all future generations will still be playing on their phones when they reach old age.
Those who love gaming might be teaming up for games even with gray hair.
"I'm a bit homesick."
Leo continued flipping through the calendar as he spoke slowly.
