Returning Back to The Family
Ezra watched through the windows of the sleek black car as it made its way up to his childhood home. He watched the tall, thick trees rolled pass on either side. He watched the rain dance across the glass as the sky continued to spit more down at the earth. Perched atop a small hill overlooking the rather wholesome and simple town below, was his old home. A grand, opulent and grossly excessive thing. A product of the nineteen-hundreds and built to mimic that of the regal homes of Europe. The...
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