Writing Idea - Chapter Two
Aimia and Steve set off along Rowan Street, heading towards town.
Steve noted that he and Aimia shared the exact same pace. He couldn't tell if she was matching him, or vice versa.
"So, where does your closes friend live?" Steve asked
"My closest friend would be Kelly, she lives two streets down, with her two kids, I know her through work and she and I have been mates for about two years. We don't catch up all the time, but when we do we have a great chat"
"Ah cool". Steve replied. "Where do you work?"
"At the local council. I've been working there for about 4 years now. I used to live in Brisbane but I moved back home to be near mum and dad. Thought - why not enjoy the time with them while they're still young enough to have fun and stuff"
"Cool. You said you moved back four years ago?" Steve asked
"Yeah, why, does that ring a bell with you?"
"I dunno..." Steve said "I can't quite put my finger on it but something about what you said sounds familiar. Maybe there's someone I know who did that too. I mean, moving back home is pretty common so..."
"Well if anything I say sounds like it might be... familiar, let me know because it might be relevant in some way".
"Where did you grow up Steve?"
"I was a foster child, so I moved around a bit. I eventually ended up meeting my dad but he wasn't really in the kind of state that made me want to keep seeking him out. He's homeless. I don't know where he is anymore, he kept moving around different parts of Melbourne and I lost track of him".
"I'm sorry to hear that Steve"
"Thanks Aimia, It's not great, but it could be much worse.
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