I waved to Downey as our car left the driveway with everyone hipped in. He was going to miss me and I knew it, unfortunately. We were heading to a cold country, with harsh weather and conduct. It was my first travel in fear I didn't want to be there but I had to for the greater good of Freddy and us all. I waved at him till he disappeared along with our house far behind us.
During the flight, Freddy was seated by my side and he looked peaceful just drawing. I found his drawing skills extraordinary for a seven years old.
I tried not to stare at him too much. Not only was guilt eating me up but my conscience too. I felt like Freddy was about to say something when he met me in front of the stairs.
"Um, hi," I said in a hushed tone as it was night.
Freddy looked up with his frightening
