“I’m not scared. Nothing scares me. I’m good. It’s all good. I’ll just sleep here tonight and worry about tomorrow... tomorrow. Then, I will go and find Vick wherever he’s staying and see if he will ... If he will…” She faltered, not knowing what she expected Vick to do. How could they survive alone on the hard streets of New York City? She did not know exactly; ...had not thought it all out and she definitely did not have all the answers. All she knew for certain was that she did not want to be alone. Not like this.
Robin pulled off her small green jacket and draped it over her upper body for a blanket. She knew her efforts were in vain, however since her flimsy denim jeans and purple t-shirt would not keep her warm through the night. Looking down she took notice that even her sneakers had a few tears in them.
Resting her hands on the hard bench like a pillow, Robin laid her head on her hands. With her makeshift blanket and pillow positioned, Robin begged herself not to cry and to fall fast asleep. Only one of those pleas was answered…
As she slept, her cheeks sparkled in the glow of the moon and only a nearby night owl was witness to her silent weeping.
That night Robin slept within the deepest slumber she had ever experienced. It was as if she had fallen into a bottomless well and even the opening had blacked out into an endless darkness. Her head tingled with a cold more frigid than she had ever known and her body felt weightless and insubstantial.
Robin pulled off her small green jacket and draped it over her upper body for a blanket. She knew her efforts were in vain, however since her flimsy denim jeans and purple t-shirt would not keep her warm through the night. Looking down she took notice that even her sneakers had a few tears in them.
Resting her hands on the hard bench like a pillow, Robin laid her head on her hands. With her makeshift blanket and pillow positioned, Robin begged herself not to cry and to fall fast asleep. Only one of those pleas was answered…
As she slept, her cheeks sparkled in the glow of the moon and only a nearby night owl was witness to her silent weeping.
That night Robin slept within the deepest slumber she had ever experienced. It was as if she had fallen into a bottomless well and even the opening had blacked out into an endless darkness. Her head tingled with a cold more frigid than she had ever known and her body felt weightless and insubstantial.
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