I don't necessarily have to personally pick up Hannah's parents, but I wanted to see where Joshua grew up.
At night, I slept in his room. It was clean and simple, with a few photos of Joshua from his student days. I stared at these pictures for a long time as my eyes got all misty
That night, I dreamed of Joshua. He was working part time in a bar, and I asked him, "Joshua, how have you been?"
Joshua gave me a bright and cheerful smile, his voice still clear "Ms. Brooks, I'm doing alright. There's no need to worry about me"
When I woke up. I found my pillow wet with tears, and outside the door, I heard the voice of Joshua's mother, Mia. "Ms. Brooks, time for breakfast"
"Alright" I replied and got up
I had planned to leave after breakfast, but before I could, someone came to see Joshua's father, Calvin, to discuss some land sale matters. I didn't understand the details, so I had to wait.
