Podo heard a sound as from something falling and the young hobbit stopped in his stepps, his green eyes scanned the area too see if he could find the source of the sound. He did not see anyone around other then a basket with clothes lying on the ground in one of the gardens. He knew the household as the Overhills, he did not know the family all to well....but he knew about one of the children...Melva.<br/><br/>The hobbit noticed that his cheeks blushed a little as he thought about her hair and the way she used to walk. He had watched her for some time now, and found that he liked her really much...she seemed cute and gentle. But also from what he heard she had turned down all the men her family had presented, words was fast to spread in the little village.<br/><br/>No he could not stay there any longer! She might see him, or someone in her family. Podo quickly continued to walk down the path towards the village. His eyes glanced a little to the house once again and he thought he saw someone looking back at him...but it might just be imagination. The hobbit took a deep breath and almost tripped over a rock in the middle of the path, but in the last second he regained the balance.<br/><br/>