EDT Leesburg, Virginia Riley rounded the corner and continued down the sidewalk. His legs were starting to ache, but he wasn’t sweating quite as much as usual. It was the time of year when the mornings were just starting to cool down, providing some welcome relief from the still-hot afternoons. He admired the oaks lining the street and tried to picture what they would look like in another month or so when the colors were blazing. I can’t wait for fall, he thought. The sights, the smells—the only thing better than watching the leaves fall is the smell of the freshly raked piles in the crisp October air. Besides, remember where you could be instead. I’m thinking Bernier and the rest of the boys over in Ashburn aren’t enjoying their morning workout quite as much as I am. Riley’s world had changed quite a bit since his “woe is me” whine-fest last night. His sleep had been restless, and he had woken up tired. The last thing he wanted to do on a morning like this was to spend time in his daily devotional.
