Sunday afternoon
Sunday afternoonSunday afternoonAfter leaving Rockhead Island, as the days grew shorter and colder ahead of the winter solstice, Claire realized her mental health was being chipped away. Sleep came in fits and starts; she’d lost any desire to reach out to any of her old friends, and Darren Stevens was never far from her thoughts.
After leaving Rockhead Island,In an attempt to slow the downward spiral, Claire had established a set of routines to fill her day. One of the routines was a long walk in a park about a mile from her apartment. She broke up the walk with quarter mile runs as Storm trotted easily alongside her. The oval mile-long trail followed the river on one side, then it turned back in the direction of the parking lot, meandering through a thick stand of woods
