Alisa
The chilly air flowed through my body as I sat on the most comfortable spot I could find at the top of the mountain. The best spot to see where it all happened. I had not been back here since I moved to New York, and I had done a great job avoiding this side of town whenever I visited dad at the hospital too, but today I could not run even if I tried. It felt and looked a lot different from the last time. There was now a roadblock stopping cars from taking the road below, the narrow road where dad's car had fallen from that night.
It was not usually this cold here in New Jersey at this time of the year, but I guessed it was one of those special days. I was as white as snow and shaking from all the cold air up here, and my clothes did nothing to help my case. But at least all of th
