I felt like I desperately needed the sunny skies again. I somewhat disdained the clouds, though I couldn’t say I’d never felt like that, cloudy and sad. There was a little ounce of hope you picked up in the crisp air when walking the winter streets. The sun was playing hide-and-seek today. Odd. Noel and I used to play hide and seek in the building on the lower floors in the weeks before he left. Either way, the playfulness of sun wouldn’t wash away the frost of the 20 degree temperatures. It was holiday break and it seemed like everyone in the world was away. Daddy hadn’t been home in almost three weeks. Not that it would make a difference if he were. I had spent the week of Christmas and the week of New Year’s with my grandparents. On the Avenue, it was all quiet at the apartment. Edna and I managed to watch two movies. I found myself savagely gobbling up the best handbags from the best SoHo shops. Girls with too much free time could be dangerous. I hadn’t gotten a text from Sierra all day.
