Ken knew what was waiting for him when he got back to his father's shop, the anger and scolding, the fear in his mother's eyes at him being gone for so long. He didn't want to hurt their feelings, but he couldn't let go of this gripping feeling that came across him. He had spent the whole day in the cheap motel, catching up, embracing passion and feeling alive for the first time in a long time. This world felt like a prison, and he needed to break free--even if it was the riskiest thing he ever did, he thought about hopping off and leaving now, but he felt his parents at least owed a goodbye and so he drove in his rust bucket down the familiar streets he drove so often, his hands clenching the wheel as he took a deep breath.
"It's been a long time since they've seen you," he'd say with a nervous laugh, "And..well they're not going to be happy about me not calling them, so I won't blame you if you don't want to come in and see them.." He'd bite against the side of his inner cheek as he thought about how it'd go. "I just have to tell them I'm heading offworld and I'll grab a few things and be on my way." Yeah right...you know they're going to try and lock the doors...
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