Rhys laughed a little at being compared to his parents. He thought it amusing. "You know something? I think you're very observant. When I take a look at it more closely, we do share a lot of similarities. They are the ones who raised me, after all."

Tapping into memories of his parents was uplifting, and he could recall their smiling faces clear as day. He often wrote to them, sent them money, and wondered how they were faring in their tidy, modest-sized cottage back in his home village.

"Ahh, but how I miss them. It's been a while since I've visited. But it's been even longer since I saw my dear uncle."