Steve's flight back to Europe was early so I woke up early also. As early as five in the morning to prepare.
I was clutching the coat, the one that Zeus bought to me, hugging it closer to my skin because the wind was so cold outside. It was already six and we visited mom and dad's grave for Steve to say goodbye. I covered my lips with my hands and blew warm air and rubbed it.
"Let's go." Steve said and I glanced one last time to mom and dad's grave and said my goodbye.
Steve drive on the way to the airport and I escorted him inside and helped with his baggage.
Steve suddenly stoped and turned to me. "You better take care of yourself." He said.
I smiled. "Of course, I will, uncle. You too."
We hugged briefly and tapped my back. "Prioritize your studies first, okay?"
I nodded.
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