EIGHTEEN

"Tom, long time no see. You look even more dashing than the last time I saw you."

They hugged each other with sparkling faces that looked happy. Next to a man called Tom, stood a teenage boy in his late thirteen who had been silent all this time.

“Of course, life at the camp is better now. I eat well and live decently there. You, how were you after your father died?”

"Bad. Hahaha… so bad.”

Tom saw his best friend burst into laughter instead of being sad because his father had just died two months ago. But that's Jacob's nature, he doesn't like to look sad in front of other people and always shows his tough side to everyone.

“You seem to be very used to our bad life. By the way how is Mary, when are you going to marry her?”

“Of course I'm very used to it, my father has also prepared this since I was very young. So I don't think my father's death had a very bad impact on my life. Oh, Mary is fine. She is preparing for our wedding next month. Come if you can, we canceled our intent