My eyes wander over the buildings beyond the narrow road before me, noticing the few random windows that are still lit. I glance to the rooftop across the way as the wind picks up, making me hold my jacket around me a little tighter. The bleak darkness is all I see. Minutes pass. The wind continues to blow. I rise off the bench, ready to head back inside, when the moonlight briefly parts the clouds, illuminating that dark horizon on the other side of the street and a figure leaning over the railing.
I narrow my eyes. It’s . . . him.
My stomach drops.
What is he doing there? Why hasn’t he come to me? Maybe it’s not him but someone else? No. Even in this low light, I would recognize him anywhere.
Confused, I take a step closer. The figure quickly retreats, disappearing from my view. I wa
