Maybe this could be home

In a little nowheresville town far from the Second City of December or any of other the Seven Cities…A tall, simply dressed man tapped the keys of an old, out-of-tune piano in a familiar melody.In his memories, the small number of people whom he thought of as family would come to mind. But time spent together with family was few and far between. Or time cut too short. He tried not to dwell on those places and faces. They were all in his past now.It had been a long, long time since he’d felt the warmth and safety of a family. But now, living with Lina and Granny was so peaceful.Maybe this could be home?