We have been in Canada for about a month now, Nick seems to like the school he's going to and his new name, to him it felt as though we were playing a game or role playing. I have had to stop myself countless of times from calling my grandfather or Casey and Clara, but I felt pretty isolated here, with no friends or family and the anxiety from meeting new people. I kept wondering if the people I’m meeting are sent by Quin to come take Nick away from me. But I hope it wouldn’t always be like that, my neighbor, a little old woman, was really friendly. She invited me and Nick to her house for meals on occasion, it felt nice having a conversation with someone without being paranoid.
“Nick! Come and get your breakfast, you're making me late for work.” I yelled as I put the scrambled eggs in a
