Esmay's POV
When I left my daughter's house this morning, I was sure that I was strong enough to do this, that I could do it that I can actually face my past and own up to my decisions. I mean that was so many years ago.
I watched the driveway as the memories of my life here came flashing through my mind like hard rain in the middle of summer. I didn't know what to do, I wondered if I should go and or just and walk away.
I was about to walk away when I saw and old man sitting by the garden, it looked like he was staring into space. I wondered who it was and why he was just sitting there. I thought that I could just maybe talk to him and find out all I can before I attempt to go in.
I fixed my clothes and I held my purse close to my chest as I walked to the garden. The closer I walked
