Book Two [15]

"And that was the last time we visited England. After almost having my leg chopped off by Grandpa's farm tractor" Cameron said to me.

I chuckled loudly, swinging my head back as I gained much interest in the tales he was telling.

We were laid together in bed, in one of the guest rooms of Gran and Papa Williams, discussing about Cameron's childhood, and how he usually visited the Farm with his Granddad, not until an accident occurred one day, that almost tore his leg off him.

"I love him a lot. He's taught me so much" He said to me, while staring at the ceiling.

"Now enough of me. Tell me about your childhood" He beckoned.

"There isn't much" I said to him.

"Babe?" He called softly.

He sat up in bed immediately, pulling me with him, and then making me sit facing him.

"I wanna hear the little you've got to tell" He uttered, while stroking my hair.

A sigh escaped my lips as I stared into his eyes.

Where do I begin? I thought to myself.

His eyes were still focused on me, asking me