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[ Status - Private RP- 18+] +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Mend My Heart ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Snow battered the windshield of the old jeep as it barreled along the long road that would lead him home. The wipers cadence thumped softly with the song that poured out softly from the radio. Winter had come quick this year; and he could only be grateful for the schools now releasing the kids back to their families for the holidays. As a Teacher he enjoyed the children and their ever changing faces- but as a singular person he also enjoyed the time for himself -without the constant chaos. A time for solitude and relaxation. That above all else could be the best gift received for the season. Silverton was a moderately large town, but growing steadily thanks to a few new attractions. A large shopping center and world market could be reason for the ever growing increase in new residents. A promised movie theater all the hype in the next years plans and budget. He'd had a few new faces in his class this year, and was happy to see his home town offer shelter to newcomers. When he was growing up the place had been extremely low-populated, so everyone knew each others names and their business. If you were a stranger, well, people knew it. Not so much now. Eren lived a ways out, where the houses were scattered and the farmlands were rich. His family home had once been a farm for wheat, but now due to a change in residency and the times, he'd laid the tractor to rest and let the land flourish back to a natural woodsy habitat. More like overgrown weeds and the start of tree's, but hell it took years for things like to progress. And he was not one for yard work. That's what paying the professionals were for. Even on his budget he could afford to be lazy if it pleased him to do so. With a squeal of brakes he skid to a stop at the circular drive that brought him right up to the main doors of his home. As much as he'd like to park the jeep in the garage, it was a separate building out back- and again he could afford to be lazy. Or rather, had learned to be lazy. With a clunk the door opened and snow rushed in to greet him, swirling around his face as a leather-bound hand grabbed the obsidian cane from the drivers seat. Sliding one leg out, then the other, he sunk the cane into the gravel and eased his way out of the car. Taking a moment to get his bearings, he grabbed his briefcase next and shut the vehicle door; slowly trudging to the steps leaving both footprints and small dots next to them. Carefully thunking up the steps with help from the porch railing, he reached the door; juggling a few things in order to remove his keys and slide the gold one home. With a click it opened and soon he found himself inside, the excited bark of a chocolate lab echoing down the hall. His girl had obviously been napping with her Master gone. Smiling he waited as she galloped towards him, tail batting the air ridiculously fast. He was ready for a hot bath and a warm fire complimented by supper; but first a greeting to his pride and joy.