Survival 3: Family Matters (Nick)
‘Family is not an important thing. It’s everything.’
Michael J. Fox.
The taxi pulled up on 1955 Cypress Grove Lane. Nick stared up at the house, the place he grew up. The house was a detached house, painted in faded green, with a front garden and porch. There were a lot of memories in that place. Nick wondered if in the fifteen years since he had last seen the house, whether his mother had redecorated and replaced that gaudy wallpaper in the hallway, the one that ironically inspired his choice of Pawaiian shirts when he was younger.
“Is this where you lived, Dad?” Robin asked.
“Yes, son.” Nick nodded, “It was. For a long time.”
Why did I leave it so long to come back here? Sure, I spoke with her on the phone every weekend, and I sent cards, and letters. And sometimes, I sent money too, when Finnick would tell me that she was struggling.