The office door creaked slowly open. The sun seeped past the drawn window curtains and highlighted the papers on the desk in front of them.
Samuel Oakley was back. That was the sentiment.
"It looks like he left me a letter…" Samuel thought as he walked into the office for the first time in a long while.
Samuel then opened the drawn curtains and watched as the sunlight embraced every corner of the mundane room. The quaint Arbor Town he knew could only be found in this room. The changes outside were too drastic after all.
"Ha… This was supposed to be a way to put me down…" Samuel muttered after slouching into his office chair.
The Freedom Union hadn't thought highly of his ambition and placed him in charge of the backwoods Arbor Town. Yet, he came to like this place. His house was in its outskirts and there he witnessed his son rapidly grow into a fine ten-year-old.