Parents are the most important aspect of one's life. My parents died when I was two years old. I was sent to a foster home but my foster parents never loved me but when I reached school. Sir Dominic was like a parent to me. He was my teacher.

He understood me, even encouraged me. He knew me very well. I didn't knew much about his family as his family lived in a very far away state. I completed my high school and left.

I always went to his house even after leaving the school.
When I completed my graduation in literature, that year he retired from teaching and went to live with his family. He told me his wife passed away and now he wants to be with his only son.

December 15, Two years ago.

For my job resume, I needed my certificates. All my certificates were handed to Sir Dominic.

So one winter during holidays, I decided to go at Sir Dominic's place. He lived at a place named Sunshine Town near Florida.
The most beautiful place I had ever seen.
After long hours of travelling, I finally reached. The place was green and beautiful. There was a beach by the seashore where the sand was shiny and white. As I was walking, a boy on a cycle bumped into me. He was badly hurt and was not able to stand up. I lifted him and handled him on my shoulder.

"I am really sorry for troubling you.i didn't mean to cause any harm". He apologized.

He was wearing a red and yellow cap on head covering his brown hair. He got a small nose which looked funny, He was wearing a polo shirt pairing up with a faded pant.
"Where do you live?". I asked him.

"I live at the last lane of this town, By the way are you new here?". He replied then asked me.

I told him about Sir Dominic and he peered at me.

"Henry's house! Are you looking for Uncle Dominic's house? He lives next door.
By the way, My name is Morocco. You can call me Morco". He said smiling.

I reached his house, he was quite scared to even knock the door.
So I did.

A fat lady opened the door. She was looking very angry and started howling at him.

"Morocco Brown, I told you to deliver those breads on time but still you are here without selling even a loaf of bread with a broken leg, I always tell you to take care while you are cycling but you never listen to me". She scolded him

Then she suddenly noticed me.

"Hello, Sorry for the ignorance and thank you for helping out my son. If you don't mind please come inside, all your clothes are dirty, you can clean up them here". She spoke politely and I nodded.

After cleaning up, I sat on the couch while she handed me a cup of coffee.
Her house was a bakery. I could smell the aromas of breads, cakes, muffins etc.

She asked me about my purpose of visiting this town and I told her everything.

"Thank you Son, for helping my Son 'Morco', I am Mrs. Nersey Brown, I own this bakery house. Mr. Dominic lives next door. His condition has worsen after he fell from the stair's of his house. Henry is a caring son, He is always there with his father but if you are living with them please do help Henry handling things. Morco and I are always there to help them out but now this is your responsibility too".She explained

"Yeah". I nodded.
Morco changed his clothes and applied the medicine on his foot. He was able to walk a bit.

"Henry". he screamed from his window and a tall man with spectacles and a slight beard appeared at the door.
I went outside.

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