Phoenix, Arizona
The Next Day
Daniel stood on the tarmac at Terminal One of the Phoenix Sky Harbor Airport. He smiled as the warmer, desert air swept around his body. It was a vast contrast to the cooler air in the mountainous regions of Puerto Rico. Normally, the cooler weather was a welcome reprieve from the dry heat in Arizona, but with his recent a*******n and t*****e, Daniel felt differently.
It’s good to be home, he reassured himself as he looked around the airport grounds to convince himself of the reality of the situation.
It’s good to be homeThe darkness was gone both inwardly and outwardly. The only thing left was the strong light shining over every nook and cranny and everywhere he could see for miles on end. It pleased him in ways he would not fully understand until years l
