Chapter 25
"A mother and a brother and someone you know, smile at each other and realise you don't. You don't know what happened to that kid you raised. What happened to the father who swore he'd stay?" --- Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. This is one way to justify our tastes, to cover up for the fact that none of us are truly beautiful to everyone. We all have our preferences, be it in facial hair, height, or colour. Beauty is not stagnant, not fixed, not consistent. The concept of beauty is always changing, as is the concept of love, of home. Beauty is always out of reach, yet portrayed to be so close it almost seems tangible. The concept of beauty changes as suddenly as the direction of the wind. It flutters by us, leaving us to feel only the breeze. Beauty is a dream we yearn for, an i
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