It felt like the trip to the car was taking a literal eternity, and I simply couldn’t bring myself to ask my mother to walk faster, or anything of the sort, because it would seem like I actually wanted to leave, like I didn’t want to be here. But of course, that wasn’t the case. I would have loved to stay, would have loved to spend more time with Zeke and Elijah, and simply get to know them and see how much they had changed during the time that I had been gone, that I had been dealing with my personal problems. But of course, that wasn’t possible. At least not now, anyway.
And come to think of it, I hadn’t even wanted to come here this weekend, hadn’t even wanted to make all of the effort to come all this way and spend some time with my family. But now that I was here, now that I had act
