Mr. Jude was sitting comfortably in his living room, his fingers playing absent-mindedly with buttons on his phone as he indulged himself with some soothing melodies on the BOOM TV channel, allowing himself to go into deep states of relaxation with every rhythm and harmony in it.
His eyes would drift over to the screen every so often, but his head and attention decidedly remained on his phone, where he was flipping through pictures of a young girl whose bright smile and infectious laugh had become an everyday joy and enrichment in his otherwise very dull life.
The TV channel flipped suddenly from music to news; the voice of the newscaster was a gentle murmur in the background, constant yet unobtrusive, hum-until she read the headline that caught Mr. Jude's attention, making his heart ski
