ROANNE.
I hate Autumn. Why? You ask. Well, because Autumn is a very confusing season. It's dry and it’s cold, then it’s hot, then it’s warm, then it’s cold again. It just- it doesn’t have a pattern. I like patterns. I like to know the beginning and the middle and the end. I've never liked guessing, never liked surprises either. I just like to know. People will say it’s to be in control, but meh. Maybe. I don’t know. But wanna know what I hate more than Autumn? Lies. Deceit. Mostly unnecessary ones. But maybe Autumn and Scott are the same – Oh sorry, it’s Grayson, not Scott. I met Grayson during Autumn season last year, fell in love with him the same year, and lost him next Autumn. “Hello. Sis? Are you still there?” My sister’s voice pours out of the phone and I blink. Tearing my eyes from
