Joshua Caleb
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Deep clouds swirled over the city of Boston, not particularly threatening a storm, though just present enough to give the city a gloomy atmosphere. The city was usually bustling, yet today its streets were uncharacteristically empty and the few people outside had somber faces. Tom’s anxious eyes looked out the taxi cab at the glum scene and his lips pulled into a small grin—the first trace of a smile in weeks. He laughed pitifully at the irony of it all. How fitting it was that the weather, clouding over since morning, should be so poor on this, of all days.
By Joshua Caleb6 years ago in Humans