I’ve heard the doors knocking a couple of times before, when she’s told me about the path she went on. I guess it’s a matter of wanting to go, of seeking it out? And then knowing how to open the door? Can’t say I haven’t tried to make them knock the past couple days, but so far, nothing.
I want to give her whatever time she needs. I mean, this is the last connection she has to her dad. But this place has been left for who knows how long. We don’t know what else is there.
Brendon:Hey Cole, I echo the exact same sentiments as Robert. You will always be Cole. The guy I owe lots and lots and lots of poutine and other Canadian delicacies (yes, we have those). And who has saved our butts more times than I think I can count. But more importantly, a close friend, and someone I am incredibly prou
