fandomtownies | The park, by the duck pond, Thursday late afternoon

For old time's sake, Billy had taken a trip to Fandom, almost specifically to meditate and do katas in the park.

The first place that Billy had ever felt safe, really safe, was ironically enough, Fandom. Well he thought it was ironic, considering the fact that when he'd first arrived he'd suspected it was a secret training post for terrorists or something. And the fact that you could pretty much count on something horrific happening at least once a year.

But it had been here that he'd been able to truly leave the life his father had created for him behind, and begin his own. Here that he'd learned of the possibilities of the future that had given him real hope.

And now he had begun his last year of Master's Study and had some big decisions to make, both for himself, and his children. So he had come here, where it had begun.

[Open for any and all.]