Lonely...

*Trigger warning: extremely disturbing content

"Will you be available for the new yam festival?"Ogar heard Uncle Travis ask Ramses.

"Of course, I will be available. My flight has been scheduled to fall a few days after that you know"

"Yes I do" He looked at his son. He wanted to say I will miss you. I had a lovely time with you but all those were dismissed and instead he rose to his feet and disappeared into the lobby.

"I will be back" he said.

Ogar sighed. He knew he had been in search of lost relatives and he had, on many occasions envisaged his reaction. Now that's not what was playing out. Ramses had since accompanied uncle Travis since his return from the hospital.

He often wished his father was still alive. That somehow he could just emerge on search of him. Last night his uncle and cousin sat there playing cards together and laughing.