Chapter 9 : Grasping at Straws

Chapter 9: Grasping at Straws

*Mia*

As predicted, I didn’t sleep the night before. Before the sun even thought about peeking up over the horizon, I rolled off my sleeping bag and got up, heading to the ferry. It was a strange feeling as I stood against the side of the boat and watched the city get closer and closer.

Stepping off the boat, I started to wander between skyscrapers. I felt even more like I didn’t belong there, as if the city itself had kicked me out. I decided not to take the subway all the way to the precinct, needing the walk in order to calm my nerves.

I hadn’t been to the city since I was kicked out of the company. It felt wrong to be there, not just because I had basically been banished, but because I hadn’t left on the best terms. I realized that when Abbie died, a part of me died along with her.