But Jason didn’t listen. He made up his mind to move to the countryside and be with the woman he loved.

“Wonder how that fool is doing now,” Robert sneered.
“Probably sitting in his little shack, wondering how the hell he got there. Three kids screaming around him, and his wife nagging him about money. And where would he get money in a place like that? Who needs a finance degree in the sticks? Best case, he’s chopping wood for a living.”

“I’m sure he’s regretted his decision a hundred times over. Time to go rescue the idiot—bring him home from his self-imposed exile. I’ll go patch things up… and have a good laugh while I’m at it.”

Robert didn’t let his son know he was coming. He jumped into his luxury car and headed out. The village was only an hour’s drive from the city, through a pine forest.
The whole way, Robert couldn’t shake the feeling that the place seemed oddly familiar. Like he’d been there before.