I'm gone. And I didn't promise anything.

Part one

I'm gone. I'm never back. I put the flowers for the last time. I pressed the letter that will never be read to the red headphones on his grave and ran away, like a pathetic coward. I went the futherst I could, trying to forget.
Now I'm in the other country. I'm driving down the snowy slope in my truck. Everything is white around me.
There's a wooden belt.
Suddenly I saw two flashed figures on my right. They had so familiar colorful spots on their heads.
I stoped, passed back and looked into the window.
«No...this can't be real».
That's what I thought when I watched a strange figure. It was a fifteen yaer old boy. I meant, he looked so. He wore a green jacket with white fur that was totally too big for him. He was carring a bag on his sholders. He had red headphones over his grey hat. But this model was discontinued and distributed to the military.

— Hey, excuse me, sir! Can you pick me up to the settlement, please? — the  boy ran to the truck.
«No. It's not him. But the hair are the same: strawberry blond, my favorite. And the sunspots look like that. Or not. Theese look different: they are brighter. And the face is more, like, round or something like that...»
— He-ey! Do you hear me?— he claped his ice, almost not moving for extreme cold weather fingers.
— Ah! Get in.
I unblock the door, so he could get in the car. The boy sit on the seat and laid his bag.
— Thank you! — He smiled from ear to ear. Something wavered inside me. This smile was so familiar.
— How did you get here?—It was one of the quastions that bothered me, so I asked him.
— Well, I...I don't know. I can't remember. — He looked sad and reflective. — I just woke up near the road. I was lieing in the snow. I didn't understand anything. Then I decided to go somewhere, where this road laid. I thought, if it'll be so, then I have to meet my old "friends"...
— Name?
— Wha-?
— What's your name?
— Oh! Uhh...yeah. My name is Charles. Charles Calvin. I know, I know. This is rediculous! A stuipid laugh of our faith! A belt of misunderstandings. One more quastion — and everything will be done...
I sighed loudly to attract his attention.
— Did... did you hear something about... the secret government mission of destroying the Toppat Clain's orbital station?
Charles looked at me. I saw a starlight in his eyes. How familiar...
— Yes! Of corse! This is the greatest mission of elimination not less great criminal organisation! Even though that the government wasn't force to prevent the rocket launch, the two brave mates could destroy it by flying through the centeral core! It's the craziest, but the greatests plain! The sad fact is that...one of them died. And the other one disappeared about three years ago. They were a fine team. When I saw them on the news, I realized that I'm gonna be brave like they did! And I also realized that I'll be a pilot. Oh, I'm sorry! I taked away!
So, why did you ask me?
He may not know how the station was destroyed! Whatever he was intrested in what happened, he couldn't know it. The information was classified. That means that my suppositions are correct. His memories are mixed with the last owner of this body. I could be wrong, but I hope so anyway.
— Khm. Please, get the map from the glove box. There must be a small town near this place. We'll have to get in there.—Trying to concentrate on driving, I said it to him.
— Yes, sure...umm...how can I call you?
— Henry Stickmin.
— That legendary Henry Stickmin?! — I nod. The smile gently appeared on my face. — This can't be real!
He's the same silly and the same impressed...