I wanted to about going. But I just couldn't. It was time I faced her.
It took me almost an hour to drive back to the place I lived most of my childhood and the teen years and I was thankful that I reached earlier than expected. You just cannot actually comment about the New York traffic though.
Parking my car at the usual place, I let out a audible sigh. Its show time.
It feels like forever I have not been here. Stepping out of the car I walked towards the entrance of the door. On the way I stopped to admire the beautiful garden. It was the best part about the houses in outskirts.
The sudden gust of wind flowing around make me feel better, just like coming back home.
I waited outside the door for few minutes debating whether to ring the doorbell and wait or call that I have reached.
