Chapter 3November 2015
Dustin had known it wasn’t going to be good news when he’d seen his parents’ grim expressions, but this was worse than he’d imagined.
“What do you mean, we have to go back to England?” Dustin looked at his parents, panic rising. “This is our home. I don’t even remember England.”
“Dustin, how can you be so selfish?” His mother faced him with tears in her eyes. “Is this more important to you than your own family?” She waved a hand around. “My father, your grandfather is ill, and Mother fell and can’t care for them.”
“We can’t leave you behind, son.” His father’s voice was as calm and firm as ever. “We’ve already found a university where you can continue your studies. You’ll be a year younger than the others in your class, but that won’t matter.”
But-but my friends
