The afternoon air feels colder than normal. Maybe it’s not, but it stings my legs none the less. It’s the last day of the year, and I’m spending it going to talk to Frank. I didn’t know what to say to his text at first, but I ended up agreeing to meet him today. Honestly, I was trying to push it off, so he’d let it go, but he didn’t. The walk feels longer than I remember. As soon as I step into the path of the building, I feel the air leave my lungs. What a suffocating place to be.
As I walk up the old rotting stairs my chest squeezes. It’s been months since I was last here. While it holds a lot of bad memories, it still feels like home deep down. I reach the front door. Before I could decide what to do I hear Frank’s voice. “Hey Mona.” He mumbles from down the hall. He i
