I experimented with the filters on this one. This is one of the only memories Duarte has left that reminds him of how happy he used to be during his childhood. It's so sad ;_; Pictured from left to right is his father Marcus Tavares who worked as a carpenter, Duarte at 8, and his mother Lydia Tavares who died a year before his father. ((Ah before I forget. Chapter 1 of Running from the World is almost done ))