CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT

BRYAN

My drive back home from the so called family meeting was in a state of haze, I might have kept my cool back at the family house, but I was absolutely fuming. Once again, I keep my anger and frustration to myself, and no one notices, because it has always been like this, just me and my emotions, bottled up even so much so that I myself don't pay attention to what I feel.

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My flight for Maine leaves early tomorrow, so I decide to say my final goodbyes to Mike and maybe, most hopefully, Diana.

I pack my things and get them ready for the next day, and in the process of packing, I find Diana's hair pin in my closet. It's a little pin, just a little pin, and it shouldn't mean anything, but for the first time in the many years of my life, that pin brought back so many memories, and it arose many emotions. Emotions that are making me weigh pros and cons once again, but I shake them off with a chuckle.

I bought the pin for Diana on one of our many numerous dates to my favorite pl