I grew up with a small boy from Ireland, it was hard. Everyone picked on him for his accent, and laughed at him for his crooked tooth. I befriended him, hoping to keep him in town. After his dad accepted a new job back in their hometown, he moved. Ten years pass, and I meet a boy in Ireland who reminded me of that same kid I grew up with. Is it the same boy? If so, does he remember me?All Rights Reserved