"Then let's go."

The truck seemed to nod and we were about to hop in when Oliver declared, "I'm driving. Johnnie, you're in passenger. We need to talk."

I did as told. As we exited the castle, it was raining. Oliver switched on the wipers.

"You probably think you need an explanation."

"Uh, yeah."

"Ok then. I wasn't supposed to be in your world. But I met your mom and- I'm sorry, but I had to leave you."

"So why did you decide on now of all times to see me?"

"Because she was going to kill you!"

"Thorn, turn on the radio!" Teal called. I did.

"Thorn, is that what she called you?"

I nodded.

"Well, son. I'm proud. You're just like me."

"I am nothing like you."

"Hate to break it to you," he paused. "But you are."