Stepping outside the cold nipped at my warm skin. My mom was right, the temperature had definitely fallen. The coldness didn't bother me as much as it would normal people, but the rain was another thing. Dropping my bag, I slipped my arms through one of the most comfortable and warmest sweaters I owned and wrapped a scarf around my neck. The sky was heavy with thick grey and black clouds that screamed downpour and the air felt more like a winter morning. I just hoped Jude wouldn't be too late.