It was around the time I had turned 18 that my mother told me about my father. However, it hadn't even been out of her own "good" will, if she had any good left in her empty soul. Around noon time, the day before my birthday, I'd received an odd looking letter in the mail. It was a yellowed envelope that, for some strange reason, looked as if it had been sitting in the mailbox for years. My thumb ran over the area where a return address was supposed to be written, yet swept over two perfectly written letters, an initial. It read "N.C." along with my name written in the middle and nothing more. I turned the envelope to see more words scrawled across the back, once again in that perfect handwriting. "Only to be seen by the eyes of the beholder. Open Immediately." As if by nature, my hands moved to open the letter without command. However, they came to an abrupt stop when a sudden chill came from behind. --- A spin off of the great American novel written by an even greater American. The Greater Gatsby is about a young man hidden yet completely exposed to the glamour, glory, and grace of old money. Born in the outerskirts of Paris, James Buchanan lived what would've seemed like a perfect life to others. However, inside the confined walls of his parent's mansion, only he knew the cruel remarks and taunting words of those others called loved ones. Living in the lap of luxury, James had always appreciated the perks of being high in society, yet he still felt a void somewhere in himself that he would never be able to fill. One afternoon, his whole life dramatically changed and an adventure and life he never knew was missing unfolds before him in just two sheets of aged paper.