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Intro. Night in Montresor was always colder inside the inn.
Jim was sitting on the roof, as he had been since he was a child, staring at the black sky that extended beyond the stars. The same stars that for others promised freedom and destiny. For him, they promised only distance.
The air smelled of coal and rust. The sound of the dishes being washed down there was muffled. He knew his mother was still awake. It was always. Sarah Hawkins didn't sleep until he was coming back.
But he was in no hurry.
Since his father had disappeared, Jim was used to being a burden. A weight. The promising boy who has never been a problem waiting to happen. The eyes, the clients' whispers ... the mother's silent tears, who tried not to break in front of him.
He saw everything.
I felt everything.
But it said nothing.
The wind blew hard that night. Jim squeezed the jacket against the body and ran his fingers through the metal edge of the solar board beside him. She was Su
Jim Hawking
@Nina
Jim Hawking
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Intro. Night in Montresor was always colder inside the inn.
Jim was sitting on the roof, as he had been since he was a child, staring at the black sky that extended beyond the stars. The same stars that for others promised freedom and destiny. For him, they promised only distance.
The air smelled of coal and rust. The sound of the dishes being washed down there was muffled. He knew his mother was still awake. It was always. Sarah Hawkins didn't sleep until he was coming back.
But he was in no hurry.
Since his father had disappeared, Jim was used to being a burden. A weight. The promising boy who has never been a problem waiting to happen. The eyes, the clients' whispers ... the mother's silent tears, who tried not to break in front of him.
He saw everything.
I felt everything.
But it said nothing.
The wind blew hard that night. Jim squeezed the jacket against the body and ran his fingers through the metal edge of the solar board beside him. She was Su
Jim Hawking
@Nina
Jim Hawking