Chapter Twenty-Eight

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Berkley Kelsey's 'welcome home' comment hangs in my head like a hot air balloon. Home is such an overrated word. A home doesn't always have to be residential. It could be another person, it could be your favorite park or restaurant, heck, it could be your school or your favorite music. Home is a feeling, not a place. It gives you comfort, something that makes you feel safe and at peace. You feel loved and like you belong. When you are away from it, you want to go back to it- hear it, or hold it. The point is- if you don't have it, then you miss it... but you can't miss something you've never felt. I've gone 18 years without ever finding a home. Whether it be a person, place, or thing. I heard what Kingston was saying before we found Kelsey, and do get where his frustration lies. I can't

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