Tyler
The neighbourhood hadn’t changed much during the 2 years I’d been away. Everything seemed to be exactly the way I had left it as I guided my old wreck of a car through the familiar maze of streets that led home. I would be 22 years old in a couple of weeks and had just finished college. I was an only child of a single Mom who couldn’t afford to send me to college. That had won me a small scholarship for a 2 year course from a far flung school a year after I’d graduated highschool....