The man by the lake

"Do you have a family?"
I asked him,
The man by the lake.

"I had a father,"
He answered, in his usual monotone.
"Alexander."

"Why do you call him by his first name?"
I asked him.

"He adopted me,"
He answered.

I did not ask anymore questions,

Not because he did not want to talk about it,

(he was still keeping up his emotionless persona,)

But because there was nothing left to say.