"Oh sweetheart, I'm going to miss you so much. Call me any time, okay? Just know that I'll always be there for you." My mother hugged and kissed me in our goodbyes.
Mark and his father seemed to have a little less sentimental departure as they saluted each other before his father left the room, but his mother stood in the doorway and gave him a big hug as soon as his father was out of sight. "Now you take care Mark, be a good boy."
With those words our parents left and we stood in our room all abandoned and left to our own devices. I had this strange feeling in my chest like my lungs had just been filled with fresh air.
"So is this what they call freedom?" »
