Chapter 16
Fall had come to Seattle, retaining the clear blue skies and dry days of summer but throwing in the lovely hues of red, gold, and yellow to gild the lily. Days were warm, with highs in the seventies, and nights crisp and cool, with thermometers dropping down to display “sleeping weather” temps in the forties and fifties. Seattleites treasured days like these and tried not to think about the coming winter, with its endless gray and damp.
Matt was no exception. Fall had always been an invigorating season for him, what with school starting up again. Ever since he was a kid, fall meant renewal for Matt. This impression was imprinted on him early, as it was, he supposed, for many, to coincide with the close of summer and the ramping up of a new school year. Morphing from student to
