Mark and I stood in front of Jason's house, waiting for the security guard to open the gates. The familiar face of the guard appeared, and he greeted us with a nod before unlocking the gates. We walked into the well-maintained yard, feeling a sense of familiarity wash over me.
Jason, with a slight smile on his face, stood on the porch, obviously having eagerly awaited our arrival.
"Hey guys, welcome," Jason said. "Come on in."
We followed Jason into the house, stepping through the front door.
The two of us settled into the living room, finding a comfortable spot on the plush couches. The room emanated a sense of warmth than the first time Iwas here. Maybe it's because I'd been hee before. What else was different was with brighter lighting and soothing music playing somewhere in the bac
