Hadley
My nerves are shot, completely and totally raw and jagged. I haven't been this nervous in years, probably not since the day I walked down the aisle and joined my life with another person. And we all know how that turned out. My GPS flashes the five-minute warning at me. I'm really close to Trick's shop.
I haven't been paying much attention since I turned onto the maze of downtown streets, but quickly I realize I'm in a much more blue-collar neighborhood. Things are well taken care of but there's still a tarnish of age and use on them that comes with doing manual labor.
Glancing down at the GPS, I check the number and commit it to memory. Buildings are so close together here it's going to be easy for me to pass it if I'm not paying attention. I'm not entirely sure if I could get
