Chapter Twenty-One

The weather in Sangela City was slowly turning for the worse. Winter had come with such ferocity that the midday sun was unable to keep the cold at bay. The snow was yet to fall but if the clouds were any indication, it was only a matter of time.

Maddison stared at the ripples created in the pond as a raft of ducks swam towards its western end. Nature had somehow found a way to mirror the full extent of the human life and her life in particular. If this wasn’t representative of a divine presence in this world, she didn’t know what was.

She sat on a park bench, cradling her hot Volcanica Coffee Costa Rica Decaf in her gloved hands during her lunch break. Her appetite and desire for company had deserted her, a rarity for a social butterfly like herself. Her date with Morgan had given her something to think about.

Have I really dealt with my past issues?

Have I been running away from them all this time?