I’m back home in Henford, with my dog Hiro, where my adult life started. Maybe something here will help me get back what I’ve lost. Dad rushes outside to greet me. I can see worry lines etched into his face. I know he wants to know what sent me back…
Posts tagged as “Banks Day 53.4”
I wake up feeling good about my decision to spend some time back home in Henford. But the tough part is I need to let Tami know. Hearing about me moving out hurt her enough, but now I have to tell her I’m also going away for a few days.…