We sat there for a while in silence. He, with his thoughts and me with mine.
My mind was still swimming with thoughts regarding his life. How would it be when he'd left his home when a mere 20 something year old to make something of his own. I am sure it may not have been that common back then compared to now. And he ended up making an entire empire on his own but failed to keep his family together.
After doing so much, making so much growth and progress in life, if they still end up secluded and alone especially in their old age. It is obvious to contempt that success to some extent, to yearn for a normal life.
My thoughts were swimming in the pool filled with Tom's life, his sorrow, success, and maybe some stolen moments of happiness and peace.
Tom broke the silence, "We should head
