The leaves were falling, all a bright orange or yellow, as I got out of my trailer it smelled of nothing but lumber. A long day of work, I was just ready to get to my cabin. I read the story of my own death, they wrote of my obvious "suicide" after the death of Deb. It all made sense, the only person in my life other than Harrison was dead, why would I want to live completely alone. I saved the article and hung it in my cabin, as a reminder I could never go back, but it's not like I had anything to go back to in Miami. "KNOCK KNOCK" who could be at the door? I guess I better open it. "Hey Dexter how's it going?" "Oh hey Jeff, uh what's up?" how did Jeff figure out where I live he must have followed me home. "I was just wonderin' if you wanted to come over and have a beer?" "Sorry man, I have dinner in the oven, maybe some other time?" "oh yeah sure! Have a nice night Dexter" "Thanks you too." I'll never understand why everyone is so friendly, I only enjoy my beer in solitude. I couldn't help but wonder about Harrison. It had been five years since I left him, what is he like now? He's at the age I was when my dark passenger seemed to take over, did I pass that on to him? Does he have these haunting thoughts, or did leaving him with Hannah save him of them, or did it make them worse? Hannah did the same things as me, why did I think she was better suited to raise Harrison. I miss them, I wonder if they're happy because that's all I wanted them to be. It's a strange feeling to me, to miss someone, or at least I think that's what I feel. I need to find them, there must be a way, but who knows if they ever left Buenos Aires. I have to find Harrison at least, what if Hannah didn't know how to handle him or gave him up, or worse, Harrison hurt Hannah. I always hoped I didn't pass this on to him, but what if I did and he feels abandoned and confused like I once did. I need to find him I need to teach him Harry's code.