The man was so young that I found it difficult to believe that he was
my father
.
Father? Isn’t he more like my older brother? Yes, it was proper to believe that he would be an older brother of mine with a large age gap.
He had blue-colored-eyes and specks of silver hair that reached down long enough to cover his neck. Though his facial features looked menacing, he smiled at me constantly. He looked friendly.
But at that moment, the man stretched his hand out.