Julissa walked through the midnight streets, the cold wind howling around her, but her heart was full of hope.
As long as she was heading toward Scott, the distance didn’t seem to matter.
She imagined the moment she would see him—he would surely give her a warm hug, offer her a clean and cozy room, and tell her, Stay as long as you want. It’s okay. Don’t be afraid. I’m here.
Just thinking about it made her smile.
She passed by people coming home from late-night shifts, hurrying along the streets.
She, too, was heading home—or at least, that’s what it felt like.
Along the way, she saw stray cats gathered around garbage bins.
Thinking of the little white kitten Anna had adopted, she suddenly felt a pang of sympathy for these poor creatures. She wanted to take one with her.
But consid
