Dallas
Vigilo Confido
*I sit up, and place my hand on her shoulder, trying to comfort her. "I know how you feel... I miss my home as well...my real home, and not the safe house I used to use in my heisting days. I'm talking about my old ranch. I had crops, cattle, horses and everything...and now I might not ever see it again. So I guess we have something in common." I said. It sucks not having a home to go back to... I hope we can all go back home soon, without the Crossed...*MrDubWubs said:Just missing my home is all. *sits up and plays with the sand. Letting it run through my fingers*