I was warmly received by my "aunt" and her small family of three kids under four years of age, and a husband.
Their home was that of an average, comfortable American, located at a quiet part of town. They had acquired this piece of land, also with my assistance, immediately after their wedding as it was perfect for their dream home; a house with a farm at the backyard. They seemed happy with it though, and I found myself dreaming of how life would have been for Marcus and I. A quiet little life of ours, with the beautiful kids running around our homegrown vegetable farm. It would have been amazingly beautiful, but it was a dream and that's all it would ever be.
I hadn't actually visited them ever since she had her last baby, but I did call in to congratulate her on the safe delivery.
