David unlocked and opened the large gate. It creaked noisily as the hinges protested many years of disuse. He’d hoped he wouldn’t have to come back here, and for years, that wish had been granted. Ever since those first couple of months after the plane crash, he’d stayed away.
He walked up to the front doors of the house and paused, remembering the first time he saw them. They’d seemed even larger to the young boy he’d been back then and this place had intimidated him. He was a lot older now, but he was surprised to realize it still intimidated him. So much was expected of him here. He couldn’t hide from his potential. He couldn’t hide from other people. After a while, he hadn’t minded so much, but all that changed when Richard died. David had fallen into the same old patterns, leaving ev
