RYAN

I couldn’t take my eyes off him, while the driver pulled into the big road outside Elsie’s place, from where I had just reclaimed him.

He looked just like me, when I was a teenager in high school, and he was glad to have been claimed by me.

Elsie wasn’t that good to him, I was sure of that, because if she was good to him in any way, he wouldn’t be so glad to leave her for good and go with me, but the least thing I had in mind was going home without going to the hospital to see ...