It’s evening already and it’s a little dark. We are at the river behind Yonkers, and I’m surprised some people are holding a party at the river bank. 

The water is glowing gold from the reflection of light, it’s so beautiful to view. I wish dad was here. I wish that everyday.

Wait, I thought this place is more like a private place only a few people knows about it. How come they are holding a party? It got me thinking, but well isn’t that gonna be an addition to the ...