It was August and the week everyone had been waiting for; graduation week in Caldridge School of Arts. had trickled by, faster than the speed of light, but tainted with memories in between. For the Douglas and Adamson families, watching their kids get celebrated on their graduation had been nothing short of an end to a rollercoaster ride and one which they had looked forward to for a very long time.
Henry Adamson sat in the front row with his wife, smiling and unable to control his emotions as his son, Vukan Adamson got called up. Everything about him had changed for them over the past few months; accessibility, politeness and stability in every regard. In fact, within the few months Vukan had met Oliver, Henry had noted some proper changes in his son and one he proudly boasted about to his wife every single chance he had.
