'Here is where we used to play.' Araya said, pointing to a clump of dried up bushes. 'Here, mother would read us a story every afternoon. You remember this, right? Bear?'
'Not really.' Royce said, scratching the back of his head sheepishly. 'Sorry.'
'It is no problem.' Araya said brightly. 'I will just have to tell you all over again. Simple. Zadie, you remember this place?'
'I do.' Zadie said, looking fondly at the overrun and dried up shrubs in front of her. 'We would play here often.'
'I am so glad that you remember!' Araya shouted, jumping up and down with glee, clapping her hands together. 'And there we would …'
Issac and the others stood behind the two, looking at the desolated place as the twins turned to the man.
'So this was your home, dad.' Emery said, smiling brightly. 'I am sure, with a little cleaning, it will look really pretty.'
