Jones rested his head in his own chartered chamber, where the urn containing his brother's ashes had been set down by his bedside.
The rest he deserved after a week of non stop travelling, was interrupted with a drunk, but smiling face.
It had been that of none other but his elder brother...Caleb.
Now that he was not in the cabin having memories of Elisa, he could bring back those happy moments which he knew that someday, for either one of them, would be sad to recollect... But, hopefully, still leave a smile on the face.
He placed both his palms underneath his head and watched the ceiling... As the souvenirs with Caleb took over him.
That one time he had gotten involved with a stranger... It was only because his brother had persuaded him to loosen himself a bit... He could not contin
