As the car's wheels rolled along, I could feel my heart, heavy as it is, pulse to the music flowing into my ears.

A melody was the perfect distraction for such an occasion. I couldn't still believe my ears for two days straight.

"It's for the best honey. Your father just landed a new job and I bet you that this one can afford us to buy you a cadillac or maybe a rolls Royce." Mother beamed, sitting beside father at the dining table like the supportive wife she always is.

I stared blankly.

"Mom I'm not an idiot. I know we are shifting because of Aurelius. "

"Well," Mother started guiltily, "A comes before B so..." She went on to fork some leaves from the salad at her plate into her mouth. She didn't want me to say anything more.

I turned to dad.

"It's for the best Billy. We can't risk him being in this neighbourhood. We can now ditch this lifestyle and adopt a much more peaceful way to life." Dad said humbly, reaching his hand out to mine for comfort.

I refrained.
Then my blank stare slowly became a glare and I directed it to the seed that sprouted all this bumshit.

°°°°°

A day ago, as early as eight in the morning, we had already hit the road to our new 'abode' as dad called it.

Located deep in the woods of I don't know where, I never took geography seriously, where nature and nurture thrives with life at its originality and organicity as manure is where 'home' is. Well, as dad described it.

"Wait i think you take this sharp left turn...