KILLIAN

An hour later and I was in front of the house where I grew up as a child. The tight feeling in my chest each time I get home was back again.

"Hmmm." I took in a deep breath, "Hey man, you can press your can horn now." I said to the taxi driver.

The first person or rather set of people I saw besides the domestic staff were my mom, grandmom and sister, the trio after my life, my mom being the leader. They were sitting under a canopy talking and laughing.

They were the exact set of ...