The strange man's strange house

It was the first time when I saw Jean and he saw me. It was like his eyes were looking at me with his pure heart. My experience is not explainable but I realized later after meeting him that there's no reason for such timidness, why was I hiding myself all the time? When it's all a waste of my life, I learnt one of the best things from him and it was how I should live my life. Not in a house like a cage but outside like a free bird. It was all my fault that I developed this kind of mentality in my childhood. After that day, he visited us every weekend, he took care of my mother like her own son used to do. It was Jean who encouraged me to do a job. My mom was happy. I can't forget her most precious and beautiful smile when I told her that I'll go out and search for a job, and she said thanks to him. Everything was going good and after the death of my mother I started to feel lonely. My brother had no idea about the death of mom, but Jean was with me,