The air smelled of snow and wet soil, but this man's voice seemed to make it warmer with the way he smiled. "Hello, I'm looking for Mr. Turner, you can call me Aiden," he said with an outstretched hand which Jackie received instinctively.
Their handshake was short, with Jackie retrieving her hand soon after, her brows raised as watched him. "Your name is Aiden?" she asked skeptically.
Upon hearing Jackie's question, Aiden nodded, a hint of a smile playing on his lips as he glanced around the familiar surroundings. "This place isn't much different from before," he thought.
It looked the same, but it didn't feel the same, Aiden figured that some of his old neighbors would have probably moved out by now, trying to find their way to some other part of the Seventh shelter.
"Ahh, this place has so many memories, it feels just like yesterday, when I threatened to kill you here," Landon's voice sounded out in his head, but Aiden ignored it.
