Sophia
The streetlights were still on as the taxi whizzed through the quiet roads. Everything was quiet, that dead few hours between the clubs and bars letting out and people getting up for work. It used to freak me out when I had first arrived here. After living in New York, the city that never slept the silence had felt wrong, but I was used to it now. I liked it.
It may have started after Nicky was born, when it was just me and him up, in the quiet of the early hours.
It was a time to reflect. To gather my thoughts about me and make a plan.
And I needed a plan.
I was a different person to the girl who had left New York and started a life away from all the grey murk that had ruled my life. I was stronger, but without the prickly exterior. I didn’t have anything to prove he
