With my family in shambles and finally out my mother’s crazy life. I had decided to do the same as Jethro and move to America. Maybe I could start again here.

Walking around the streets of New York trying to avoid the bars and low corners I found a face in the sea of people that I couldn’t help but stare at.

“Uh… Hi… I’m Van” Seriously is that my voice right now? My voice sounded like a nervous squeak.