I sold Shenmue, after loving it so much I realised the desire to save up to see MiSung was more important than keeping the game.
I met Bob again. I began to notice he looked to me like a stepson, that there was some underlying feeling that he was caring about me more than Mum was. That unsettled me, though at least it made me feel appreciated by someone.
I'd managed to feel more confident about myself on this day. Looking back, I'm not sure why.
