Jack didn't respond at first, he just continued driving. Continued smiling.

He looked forward at the road, deep in thought and thoughtful over the events. Thoughtful over that little boy and how he had felt before. How he felt now. It was nothing precise, but maybe, just maybe, he realised, Reinette was right.

"Yeah," he said, looking back to her, "yeah it was."

Turning the corner, Jack headed back towards the cottage. He felt a little more alive now. It was as though he'd had a kick start. Jump leads connected to his heart.

"So how'd you like the Welsh countryside?"