iii. farm
There were vague recollections of horses, of cows, of a man and woman whose faces were now hazy. There was also a girl – a younger sister, perhaps? – who'd listen raptly as he read to her from a book about a rabbit and his adventures as he found his way back home.
He once attempted, after mustering up courage, to return to the farm he had grown up on – but was discouraged to find that his family had long since left. As if they'd forgotten him.
Could there be someone waiting for him, too? Wondering if he'd come back home someday?