Baron looked at the flames which licking the wood in front of him. He is used to living alone without his parents. He turned to Raymond, who looked tired.
"Ray, do you live alone in that house?" asked Baron.
"Yes. No wife, no parents. I live alone."
Baron nodded. "Where are your parents?"
"I was born in an orphanage, so I don't have any parents," Raymond replied with a shrug.
"Oh. I'm sorry, Ray. What is your job?"
Raymond pulled something out of his mouth. It looks like there's food tucked in his mouth. He flicked the food crumbs with his finger then looked at Baron.
