A witness in the night

Acknowledgement lucastorquato27.deviantart.com I wasn't at my best, hot, bothered, coughing, feeling sick. But that's the time she chose. We hadn't had a real talk, the way she wants, for a while. Evidently, I had been working, making progress, trying to move forward, damn. The shimmer around her was an omen of what was to follow: the … Continue reading A witness in the night