Only a fool would make the same mistake twice, but did that count when one didn’t remember the first mistake much? It changed when he arrived, his memories of being here before flooding back as soon as the collar was slipped around his neck, it had his head spinning. Back home he knew he had attended here before, remembering the classes, teachers, old friends, however if someone would ask about how the dorms were, he wouldn’t have an answer, that’s where things were blurry. The devil is in the details some would say, and that’s where he just had trouble remembering. Colin held his head while faces, names, places, memories of species came back one by one just by being in the cell. For two years he had forgotten all about there being more than just humanity in the world. Two blissful years, but he’d make the best of it again, that much he decided as he unpacked his things quite quickly and stepped back out of the cell, making eye contact with one of the guards. “Got my one hour out.” He mumbled with a chuckle, still quite in disbelief. It was almost comical to him as he looked at the grumpy looking face of the guard. “Awe, don’t tell me you missed me.” He remarked cheekily as he turned, seeing some paper on the floor, picking it up and moving the the back of the nearest person. “Excuse me? I think you may have dropped this?”
Grace was very pleased with her Christmas present for Keith this year. She had outdone herself, she had to admit, but she couldn’t resist when she had heard it through the grapevine that he wished to return to New York. Christmastime in the city had always been a favorite of hers, and she could not wait to experience it with her beloved progeny once again. Plus it would give her time to check on her shop on Fifth Avenue, and perhaps take in an auction or two as well. That was a thrill that she had missed, it was not nearly as much fun online. Before they left though she did need to do a bit of shopping, and that was what she was heading to town for today. Tiffany would certainly have some new lovely things in her shop for the holidays. Grace was making a mental list of what she needed as she strolled along, when the breeze shifted and a scent that she thought she would never catch again had her turning as her violet eyes widened. “No that is not mine. But it does look as if something has been returned to me” she teased, her steps measured as she approached him. “My Colin..it has been far too long. You are as lovely as ever” she smiled.