Lydia and I watched the goons walk off with my mother and little me. One of them had my mother thrown over his shoulder like she's a sack of potatoes. Little me, though... He just walked with them.
I know I was only a toddler back then, but what was I thinking?
Little Kasyn turned his head after the group had walked a short distance. He had a sad look on his face as he stared off in the direction that he had been running in. After a moment, he turned back to the group, and began walking again.
I wonder what he was looking at with that sad look.
"He made sure that they didn't go to the school." Lydia said softly. "You protected my family before I even knew you."
I couldn't bring myself to look at Lydia. I'm happy that I protected her, but this is all so confusing. We were only here in
