Home Sweet Home

   It had been a sad and lonely past couple of days, but on the contrary, I had finally made it to Denmark. The city was beautiful. There were tall buildings and the streets were very lively. After a couple more drives to where I needed to be, I found an information centre. I went over to a phone book and looked under Hjorth Fengel, there were only two names listed and luckily Edith's name was one of them. I collected the information I need and started of towards Edith's house. I was just about to knock on the door when stood there reflecting on how far I had come and now that I had made it was  in for me know? I knocked on the door and said, "Madame, I am David," No sooner had she taken a look at me, Edith took me into her arms and finished my sentence, ..."David, my son." This was it, I had made it to the end of my journey to freedom and know I have a chance to start over and have a clean slate on life.