"Thanks for answering so throughly," the man said sarcastically.
"I'm sorry..." Jonathan looked down, not sure what to say next.
"Well, where's your folks?"
"I don't know."
The man sighed to himself. "It sure is odd to see young kids over here all on their own," the man said.
"Who are you," Jonathon asked again.
"Call me... Phil."
Jonathon nodded, and Phil extended a hand. "It's nice to meet you," Phil said, and then they shook hands.
"It's nice to meet you too," Jonathon muttered while looking down.
"Well," Phil shuddered, "it's getting mighty cold outside. You got a home?"
"I don't... know."
"I'll take that as a no. You need to come inside. You'll get frostbit. Or... Do you wanna stay outside?"
"Why would I?"
"Oh..." Phil
"I'm sorry..." Jonathan looked down, not sure what to say next.
"Well, where's your folks?"
"I don't know."
The man sighed to himself. "It sure is odd to see young kids over here all on their own," the man said.
"Who are you," Jonathon asked again.
"Call me... Phil."
Jonathon nodded, and Phil extended a hand. "It's nice to meet you," Phil said, and then they shook hands.
"It's nice to meet you too," Jonathon muttered while looking down.
"Well," Phil shuddered, "it's getting mighty cold outside. You got a home?"
"I don't... know."
"I'll take that as a no. You need to come inside. You'll get frostbit. Or... Do you wanna stay outside?"
"Why would I?"
"Oh..." Phil