After the conversation with his father that night, Simon did not have difficulty making a choice. He seemed to have thought carefully about what his next actions and steps would be, until the decision to leave New York came to him.
Rafael drove Simon to the airport a few days later, saying goodbye as he feared they wouldn't see each other again for a long time.
"Take care, Basset." Rafael let Simon go, standing among the other people just in front of the departure gate. "Call me whenever you come again. I'll always be here."
Simon nodded. With his backpack now hanging on his back, the man was ready to leave New York.
"Thank you so much for all your help, Rafael." Simon meant gratitude. "I owe you a lot. I'm sorry that you went to the trouble of helping me find and trace the past."
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