A familiar feeling 3 (final part)
... I turned to see who that was, I saw my brother carrying my luggage, but his mouth wasn't moving, then I figured it was a voice in my head. I began to feel sad. What if they just said all that because they felt obligated to as my parents? I started doubting again. Williams pushed the door open, dropped the luggage, and ran towards me with his expression giving away his excitement. He started to tell me how my parents kept on praying that I would come soon. " Omo they made me design that cardboard so I could always take it to the gate each time someone knocked, just in case it was you." He said then shook his head at how old-fashioned our parents seemed. That softened my heart the most. They were waiting for me each day, this removed the fuel from my doubts, they had forgiven me before I came home. They were expecting me. Now history repeats itself with my brother, I saw the kind of person I was reflected in Williams, though I'm furious with him, I have to make su