LUCAS JONES
I feel completely like a full moon lighting up the skies at night. I am with my complete family that is very happy to be together. I spent a day with them, and I am yet to stay for another week in Poland. Cassandra hasn’t told me if she wants to return to Brooklyn with me or stay behind. As much as I do not want to put pressure on her, I just hope she doesn’t take too long to come back home. Her home is with me.
“Lucas,” Cassandra calls my name as she walks behind me and brushes her hand against my back.
I am sitting on the armchair on the balcony, smoking a cigar.
“Yes, darling,” I hold her hand and pull her on top of me.
As she sits on my thighs, I wrap my arms around her waist and hug her.
“You came really soon. I wanted to surprise you on Kristine’s birthday,” S
