Just before the house he grew up in, his home, disappears out of view, he stops to look back at it. He can imagine all the good moments within those walls, the bad, the painful, the happy. Heaving a sigh that makes his bones shiver, he turns his back to it and walks away. His heart feels heavy and it's cramping up harder for every step. Eventually he has to sit down and rest at the top of a hill about half an hour's walk away from his house, chest aching and head spinning.
