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The Kalfer Festival
Daniel remembered the day like it was yesterday that happened, even if it was five years, six months, two weeks, one day and fifteen minutes. The memory was still fresh in his memory and he could never forget the day he had met him, but he clearly couldn’t say the same thing about Lucia, as she always looked away from Drake, when he looked in her direction. On a sunny day, Daniel had finished running laps with his mother, who kept glancing at the stables as if expecting something to happen but seemed dejected when nothing happened. He was excited by the visit to Lucia, but the rest of the news wasn’t exactly something to be happy about. His adopted cousin was coming, the alternate version of his uncle, who gave such important news to a child who had merely turned six, three days ago. He
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