They wanted to discourage them from wandering through those miles of thicket and trees they’d remind their children that once darkness set in the boy from the woods would come out of hiding angry feral thirsting for blood three decades had gone by and still no one including wild had a clue about his origin until now from his rental car parked across the street wild watched daniel carter open the front door and head toward his pickup truck he zoomed in on his father’s face with his iphone camera and snapped a few photos he knew that daniel carter was currently working on a new townhouse development 12 units each with three bedrooms two and a half baths and according to the website a kitchen with charcoal colored cabinetry under the about section of dc dream house construction’s website it read for 25 years dc dream house construction has designed built and sold top quality top value homes that are personalized to meet your needs and dreams wilde texted three of the photos to hester krimstein a renowned new york city attorney and probably the closest thing he had to a mother figure he wanted hester’s take on whether she thought there was any resemblance between himself and the man who was supposed to be his biological father five seconds after hitting send hester called him wilde answered and said well whoa whoa as in he looks like me if he looked any more like you wild i think you were using age progression software so you think it’s your father wild he just held the phone to his ear you okay hester asked fine how long have you been watching him four days so what are you gonna do wild thought about that i could just leave well enough alone nah he said nothing wild what you being a candy ass hester said candy ass my grandson taught me that phrase it means coward yeah i got that go talk to him already ask him why he left a little boy alone in the woods oh then call me immediately because i’m super curious hester hung up daniel carter’s hair was white his skin’s sun kissed his forearms ropey probably from a lifetime of manual labor his family wilde had observed seemed pretty tight right now his wife sophia was smiling and waving goodbye as he got into his pickup truck the past sunday daniel and sophia had a family barbecue in their backyard their daughters sherry and elena and their families had been there daniel worked the grill wearing a chef’s hat and an apron reading trophy husband sophia served sangria and potato salad when the sun dropped low daniel lit the fire pit and the entire family actually roasted marshmallows and played board games like something out of a rockwell painting wild expected to feel a pang as he watched them pondering on all he had missed but in truth he felt very little it wasn’t a better life than his it was just different a big part of him wanted to drive to the airport and fly home he had spent the last six months living something of a normal domestic existence in costa rica with a mother and her daughter but now it was time to return to his remote echo capsule deep in the heart of the ramapo mountains that was where he belonged where he felt most at home alone in the woods hester krimstein and the world at large may be super curious about the origin of the boy from the woods but the boy himself was not he had never been in his view his parents were either dead or had abandoned him what difference did it make who they were or what their reason was it wouldn’t change anything at least not for the better wilde was good thank you very much there was no reason to add unnecessary upheaval to his life daniel carter turned the ignition key of the pickup truck he headed down sundew avenue and made a left on sandhill sage street wild followed a few months back wilde had succumbed to the temptation and reluctantly put his dna into one of those online genealogy databases that were all the rage it didn’t mean anything he told himself if a match came in he could still ignore it if he chose to it was a non-committal they wanted to discourage them from wandering through those miles of thicket and trees they’d remind their children that once darkness set in the boy from the woods would come out of hiding angry feral thirsting for blood three decades had gone by and still no one including wild had a clue about his origin until now from his rental car parked across the street while.

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