I have found myself with a lot of free time but with too many thoughts around my mind...My hometown is small. People are still nice. You walk and they say to you "Good Morning" or if they know you for one reason or another, they would stop and make some small talk about the recent kidnappings or some other gossip tha seems important to pass mouth to mouth.
My parents have lived here for almost 30 years, I guess that's the reason they know a lot of people. I am suprised that even my sister knows people now. I feel like an outcast. People look at me and wonder if I can be my mom's son. Funny how life have changed me. Once the prodigy and now, only a ghost.
Liam is still a baby and he probably won't remember anything. Hopefully he won't have the same memory as me. I am afraid that if he does, he won't be able to forget anything and every memory would be as the living present.
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