The night was long, with numerous customers around the state needing assistance. My normal schedule was either the day shift or the evening, which I preferred but in my need to feel like I was contributing something to my generous family, I offered to pick up a night shift for the extra money. I regretted it as I stood, my eyes bleary and head pounding, not knowing what I needed more: food, sleep, a Tylenol, or all three. There was no way I’d be able to nap. My mind was abuzz from the copious amounts of coffee I’d consumed. So, instead of eating or napping during my break, I decided to take a walk.
The air was cool, the summer heat diminished by a front sweeping in, and dew beading the lawns of modern suburbia. I looked forward to the rain, relishing the serenity it provided me. At nearly
