Soon, Callum laughed and said, “Who cares what he’s there for? Everyone has things they want to do. He’s not a three-year-old kid anymore. He doesn’t need his cousins to worry about him.

“Honey, you should sleep a little while longer. I’m heading out.”

Callum changed into sportswear and out he went for his morning run.

Wildridge Manor was large enough that he only needed to run half a lap to get enough exercise.

More often than not, Callum would just run two laps around his own yard instead