Damien POV
"How long's it been since you came back here?" asked Langdon with a frown on his face, as we pulled into the driveway of my childhood home. The home stood there, a stark contrast to the others. I'd been expecting to see the grass grown long, sun damaged, prickles everywhere, a sure sign of neglect and the fact that nobody currently lived there. Instead, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the grass was freshly mown, a lovely green colour and even the house itself looked like the outdoors had been painted. Then a moment of panic hit me. Had somebody moved into the house while I was gone? Would I knock on the door to find a stranger answering it?
"Someone's living here" I comment to Langdon, pointing at the grass and the house itself "they've maintained the grass and painted
