LOVE is really just when you miss someone. It is something that touches and moves people.
-Moon Geun-young
Boxy little houses with peaked roofs, each with the same apple tree in front and the same reddish pricker bush, as the neighborhood children called them, at the side of the walk. It was, infamously, the town where children coming home from school went into the wrong house, indistinguishable by them from their own.