The only sound he could hear was the rain continuing to fall.
* * * *
Sunshine sparkled all over Cane’s Inlet, the storm having finally moved out overnight. Sidewalks were still wet, drying as the sun rose upwards, the morning progressing. Noah was already awake and out the door by eight o’clock, not having come across either Cilla or Renny. He was fine with that. Last night had been almost like a dream, surreal in its outcome. Like the rain had unleashed a new side of him, cleansing him of who he’d been.
He did feel different this morning. Unlike the other day when he’d awakened with a sense of obligation toward Demetri’s predicament, today his focus had returned to him, and he found his walking came with a new determination. Or maybe that was the caffeine from the tall coffee he’d ord
