He let his mind wander and, just as sleep was encroaching on the corners of his consciousness, the sound of Alexander’s soles on the ground roused him. Rather than taking the path, he had descended directly from the hill, stepping down the slope gradually and deliberately as though descending stairs. Rob straightened and sat on the rock.
Alexander’s face was the serene picture of contentment. He arrived and stopped about twenty feet away with his hands rested on his hips and a bemused smile on his face. “Things are always much clearer after,” he stated finally.
“Yeah?” Rob asked, and then added, “good to hear.” He tried his best to avoid a patronizing tone.
“In that state of clarity, I have come to a conclusion,” the governor explained, as though he had not heard the journalist’s generi
