It was one dark winter night in December. Brian had just finished college in Old Woking, and he was heading through a gap in between some old cottages that seemed to have been there since back before Second World. He really didn’t think about it, to be honest. His grandmother didn’t mention it to him; he was only told snippets of some stories but he wasn’t allowed to ask why because he could see that she was still upset about it, even though so many years has passed.
On Christmas Eve, Honey and Brian were sitting on the sofa by the log stove in the cottage, waiting for his uncle and aunt to come home from walking the dogs, as they loved the snow more than Brian did. He was not even sure why or he couldn’t remember why the reason was. His uncle always knew why, but he didn’t want to remind him of it, especially when he just came out of the hospital from the attack the other day. He was kind enough to Brian that he took Scout out for his walk with his wife and their two husky dogs; Scout didn’t want to leave Brian more and more often since the accident. He was guarding him from everything and everyone but Brian reassured him that he’d be safe when he came home.
With each passing day, I realise more how much I hate the press and the media. But I've never hated it quite so much as when I was younger and it annoys me to the point that I need to lash out with my thoughts. When I was kid, way before I met Caspian, I had felt sorry and upset for him and his brother; I would pray for him and his brother to be looked after in the trying years that faced them and for the years to come. They have turned out to be two handsome men, living life to the fullest, counting their blessings every day and knowing that their mother is watching over them making her proud.
Payback is going to be one horrible thing;
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