National Novel Writing Month 2014 “Good, and talk to me about this new project. It’s a lot to take on, what if you want to return home?” “I can’t.” I shrugged. “I took on this project and I have to stay committed. And it’s to help rebuild the city. Did this side of the town get affected?” “Not really, but the city yeah.” “You would think that you guys that were so near the ocean would definitely have gotten affected.” “That’s because of the legend of Carlos the drifter. The town is named after him.” “So, what’s the story?” I asked. “Not tonight.” Grandpa laughed. “You just got here.” The house was a beautiful one floor home with two bedrooms and two bathrooms. In the back it had a hammock hanging by two nearby trees and in the front a deck where they kept two comfortable chairs. The living room was nicely decorated in light blue and white. It felt so much like a summer home. The beach could be seen in the distance. “I love your home.” I said as grandma directed ...