[Bovice]

Holden smiled as Solomon told him about his sister. He laughed when Solomon told him about the overalls. "I can help you with that Solomon. If you can somehow show me that memory I can paint or draw it for you. It would have to wait until we get back to England, because my stuff is there. But you should let me do that, so I can at least do one thing for you out of the hundreds of things you have done for me already." He said as he sat up and looked at Solomon.

He looked at Amanda and regretted the three years that he didn't care about her. "I don't know why I hated her for three years, Abby would be nine now. I have a picture of her." He said as he pulled out his wallet from his pocket. He pulled out the picture and handed it to Solomon.

"Seeing her was the highlight of my day back then, just seeing those almost lavender eyes made my troubles wash away, and the way she said daddy." Holden said putting his hand over his heart.

"Then she died, I put all of my effort into making Amanda happy. You wanna know something? Amanda walked into my room one day when my mother was gonna hit me with the lamp again. She jumped in front of me and told mom not to hit me. It was so sweet her sticking up for her screw up of a brother." He said with a smile.

"I was so afraid that mom was gonna hit her or something, that I told Amanda that mom was just helping me with something and I shooed her away. I couldn't stand it if she got hurt because of me. She may be my sister but I consider her my daughter, is that wrong of me?" Holden asked looking at Solomon.