Entry #4

April 12th, 2018

Today I went for a stroll into Buck's Bend. It might seem careless for a wanted man to go back to the scene of his crimes, but I had to go. In a neighboring towns’ bar, I saw a flier for the Annual Buck's Bend end-of-the-year play. When I saw that I knew he was going to be in it, just as we had once been. He was the reason I had to go into buck's bend. He was, afterall, the reason I came back in the first place. And he is now the reason why I stay nearby, determined to write this journal and fix this broken little town. All of this is for him to be safe.