Ami
Stepping out of the car, my heel crunched the golden coloured stones underfoot. But I barely noticed as I stared up at the imposing house in front of me. My eyes lingering on the scaffolding and the half demolished wall to the left of the grand entranceway.
Home.
I shook my head. No that was wrong. It wasnt my home. I had never been here before. Hell I had never even been to wales before.
And yet I knew exactly where I needed to go.
I had known ever twist and turn to those country roads, like I had travelled them a thousand times before .
There was a tree about three miles from the house, and I knew a car had crashed into it. Even though the bark was untouched.
Just like I knew that there used to be daffodils blooming in the borders. Not the giant yellow ones that you could
