[ Zach ]
My steps were unsteady, and I tried the very least to act socially sober while getting down of my car and walking towards the creek that haunted me in my most horrific nightmares.
I consciously ignored the ash grey sky overhead with a dark cloud cover that had engulfed even the last rays of sun that shone brightly only a few hours ago. It looked like the sky was falling apart this evening and would bring the strongest storm the Brooklyn city had ever faced even though I knew it was just the beginning of spring and it shouldn't rain, not until a few long months later.
Maybe my perspective of the sky was an exaggeration but for all I could make sense, it reflected my heart today: dark and gloomy.
"Sir." Taylor's voice was cautious, and I knew he debated between just standing out
