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Trevor Reed, point of view
(NATHANIEL'S YOUNGER BROTHER)
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Being home felt strange..
After years in Paris, coming home to the shocking news, was hard!
But I'm sure my pop is somewhere out there watching us.
But I still miss his long calls, his voice mails asking me about all those small things like 'where his Glasses were?' , while I was miles away from home.
My dad was the best
He was a perfect gentleman, a great dad to us.
I was always the little dad's boy.
He used to carry me around on his shoulders while he went to check on the factories.
He used to know every worker's name.
And used to greet you with the biggest smile!
I remember falling asleep on his shoulders while he used to go check on the plants or the production in the warehouse.
The memories still st
