Chapter 38Was this a dream or some distant memory? Either way, the image of a dark-haired, brown-eyed boy in shorts and a white T-shirt drew the man in closer. The sun above was bright and dazzling. The man felt its warmth on his face and chest as he chased the boy through a field of tall, flowing wheat. Everything was gold in color except for the two, though the boy exuded an unmistakable gleam that outlined his small body. The boy laughed and urged his pursuer forward with his hand.
Running through the tall grass that nearly came up to his chin, the boy wore a smile almost as bright as the sun itself. His giggle grew louder; more jovial as the man’s arms, freckled and hairy, reached for him. The boy playfully swatted them away, a reflection bouncing off a gold wedding band on the man’s
