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Chapter 1
In a small trailer on a lot in Jersey, a young man is doing exactly what was asked of him. That mostly consists of dishes, laundry, cleaning, and cooking. It has been eleven years since Marc… I mean ‘ Stiles Stilinski ’ has been in a loving home.
Why don’t we start at the beginning of our story?
When Stiles Stilinski (Marc) was just five years old, he was kidnapped from a local park in Beacon Hills California. There was only one reason the man took Stiles. It was because of how vulnerable, he was. Plus, who in their right mind didn’t think the kid had nice eyes?
An amber alert was called out for the young boy, by his father (John) and mother (Claire). John had spent almost four years constantly looking at all the evidence he had, but sadly it wasn’t enough. He couldn’t keep up with his son’s disappearance because a short while later his wife was diagnosed with stage three lung cancer.
Months would go by and John could only watch as his wife got worse, and worse. On the day of their sons eighth birthday, they celebrated alone, just like all the other birthdays before. Two weeks later, the cancer took a turn for the worse. Claire was admitted in the hospital, and the doctors said she didn’t have much longer.
While John went in to say his goodbyes to his Claire, she smiled at him and said, “ John, I want you to promise me something.”
“Anything sweetheart.” John said through tears.
“Promise me that when Genim comes home, you give him a kiss for me?”
John tried to smile through the hurt, and said, “I promise Claire.”
“He’s alive John I know he is. A mother would know if their child was… was gone, but it doesn’t feel like that to me. Genim is alive John, and he’ll come home.”
John leaned in and kissed his wife’s cheek, “Sweetheart, just promise me something.”
“Anything John.”
“Help guide him home.”
Claire tried to smile, but it was so week. Never the less she said in a whisper, “I’ll guide him right to the front door.”
Claire fell asleep that night and never woke up. John kept his word to his wife, and he would make sure to kiss his son when he came home, because he knew Claire was guiding Genim back to him.
On Genim’s tenth birthday, John got elected to Sherriff and used all his power to find more evidence on his son’s return. However, the years started to get shorter and shorter, and before he knew it, his son had been missing for eleven years. He wanted to believe that his son was still alive, but finding him seemed impossible. Today Genim would be sixteen and John would have to celebrate it, alone, again.