Chapter 125.

HOME...

After a long train ride, I'd finally arrived at "home".

Oops, sorry for the time skip but the in-betweens where I got off the car, walked in the airport, and hid somewhere to get a change of clothes before heading on to the terminal to board a train, isn't actually the most interesting of details.

Home we are...

This afternoon in Saraceno hits different, not in a bad way though. I mean, the sun is seated high up in the sea-blue sky, basking in the usual warmth of its fine orange glow.

Still, I can sense the difference in the air—the clouds in themselves hold deeper meaning.

I walked a while before stopping to board a tricycle. I had just gotten in to fare myself home.

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A couple of minutes later, I had arrived the home of my childhood and this time, Gusty G is by my side.

"Why are you slacking, Santo? You are finally home, so quit hesitating and reach out for the door already," said Gustavo's ghost.