A Vision Of Green (Florence Vaine #2) - Plot & Excerpts
It's a good thing the park is mostly empty, or I'd be scaring away little children who want to play and have fun. The sky begins to darken, so I'm sure I've been here longer than most people would deem normal. I sway back and forth slowly, locked inside my own head. The smell of the old metal chains on the swings clogs my nose. Emotions swim through me, and with them I can see their corresponding colours moving over my skin. The deep mahogany of shame. The sour dark yellow of embarrassment. The light grey of worry. The darkest black of anger. “People have been looking for you,” says a gentle voice to my side. I turn to find Sam sitting on the swing next to mine, I hadn't even heard him approach. Either I was too wrapped up in my own thoughts, or he's preternaturally quiet. “I don't really feel like being found,” I reply, lifting my legs up into the air and going faster on the swing. Sam easily matches my pace, and we do this for a couple of minutes in silence, like two little kids on a play date.
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