Chapter 58

The sun comes up and I am sitting by a window that is foggy with my breath. My life now? It isn't easy to explain. Everything just moved in ways I never expected. I am the planning type; I like everything to be within my control. However, since getting into this body, nothing goes my way. I suppose it resembles a rock that has been waiting in an empty street; it is stable then something or someone kicks it away then it rolls around till it stops again.

I like sitting on the stool of the window looking at the sun rise while Andre slept peacefully. I still remember how I couldn't leave him behind and only called Darcie telling her I wouldn't come home for the night, that I would staying somewhere else.