The Hidden Village
Long ago, in a city not too different from Halifax, there lived a fourteen year old boy named Jake Patterson. Jake was in grade 10, and attended Citadel High School. He and his mom, Mary, lived in a two-bedroom apartment. The apartment wasn't too bad; it had a large open living room and a very nice kitchen. In the living room there were 4 chairs, each coated in dark, brown leather. There was also a small TV, but with his mom working, and Jake having homework, they didn't watch much TV. Beside the TV was an oak end table Jake's grandfather had made.
Jake used to live in a very nice, big house with lots of space and a great neighborhood, but they had to downsize, because of the recent passing of Jake's grandfather, Jim, who had passed away just six months ago.
Jake missed his grandfather very much, Jim had given everything to Jake, and their bond was unbreakable. Jim had loved to fish, so Jake picked up the hobby, as well. They even had their own spot and everything like that. Jake couldn't forget the words his grandfather used to say over and over and over, "you're special", he would say. Jake believed him, but he didn't really understand why…