Evidence

He was sitting in the park while Ethan moved back and forth, clinging to the wall of that huge pen for children, filled with games and hiding spots. It was complete fun for them, their little feet were very fast, especially after he took off their shoes and socks. He looked at him with pride, longing for the moment when his son would start walking. His first year was close, but he still hadn't begun. He was very attentive, watching in case he let go of his hands and decided to do it, encouraged by the other children who were also taking their steps. How he wished to see him walk! Or talk! While he watched carelessly, he wanted to check the time. Alice had asked for space after what happened the previous night, and that's why they had gone out all day. He looked at his wrist, but he hadn't put on his watch while getting ready so abruptly that morning. He searched in his pocket for his mobile, remembering that he had left it in the car. Perhaps calling Alice wouldn't be such a bad idea,