"Of a sort." Nate answered vaguely. The cart rumbled on streets Nate knew all too well, he looked about him trying to reacquaint himself with his home. It looked as though this was now his lot.

"I don't remember that being there before." Nate asked about a passing building. While looking at Toby and his scruffy beard, Nate thought he saw Anne staring at him from the back. How could he tell her that he had seen her? Obviously, they would need to talk about things, but now wasn't the right time.