Reunion

King's Cross Station is very far from home, and it is in London. But I managed to sneak up to my Mom's wallet and grabbed two piece of a hundred pounds and her Oyster card. I took the bus from where I live to the station. It took about an hour until I arrived.

I walked inside the station and went to Platform 9. I sat on the benches as I looked at the people come and go from the train, heading somewhere out of London.

Luckily I brought some strawberry jelly sandwiches and ate it while waiting for my Father to come.

I waited. First 30 minutes had passed. Then an hour. And then and hour and a half.

Is he not coming? What if I messed up the date?

And he didn't actually leave the time on the letter so what if I got here too early or too late?

I was worried, I felt bad stealing money and the card from my mom. And I was about to go back home until suddenly I felt a presence beside me.

A man, it was my Father.

"I'm sorry... but you look like my son, Eli. Perhaps you are him?" he asked.

"Father!" I didn't care if he had forgotten my appearance but the only thing I care about was that he is here. I hugged him. After six long years finally we are reunited once more.

I can hear my father started to cry. "My boy," he said. "I'm sorry I left you and your mom. I can't bring you with me along with my wrong doings,".

"Well, you have a lot explaining to do, don't you?" I said.

My father laughs. "Yes I do,".