“I know that,” I said. “But I also know that most normals are decent people who actually like supers.”
Barrett eyed me carefully. “Are you sure about that, Ash? Indeed, most normals do not hate us nearly as much as the Guardians of Humanity do, but there are normals out there who hate us nonetheless. Let me show you something.”
Barrett walked over to the balcony, pushing open the glass doors gently. A cold breeze came through, making me shiver when it touched the exposed portions of my skin. Nonetheless, I followed Barrett onto the balcony and leaned against the stone railing.
Ira spread out underneath us, blinking with Christmas lights. Light snow was falling from the sky, making me shiver when it touched my skin. Then Barrett suddenly took off his jacket and rested it on my shoulders.
