The morning sun rose over the Harbor District, casting long golden shadows across the streets.
James sat on the porch of his home, a cup of coffee in his hand, watching the city wake up around him. The years had brought many changes, but the view remained the same—the ships moving through the channel, the lights of the city glittering in the distance. It was a familiar sight, one that had been part of his life for as long as he could remember.
Today was different. Today, James was thinking about the young people in the community. The ones who needed guidance, who needed someone to believe in them. He wanted to start a mentorship program, a way to give back to the next generation.
Gianna appeared beside him, her hand slipping into his. "You're up early again."
"I couldn't sleep. Too muc
