21 Days Prior...
The wind howled as the sky turned black. The air dusty picking up cans and leather in the air. She walked faster, grateful she woke up earlier today. The sky looked like it was two a.m. when it was actually eight in the morning. She didn't want to get caught in the storm. With the bad roads, she was sure there d be no car around. These days, out of nowhere there would be a heavy downpour of rain. In her small neighbourhood of Unguwan Dosa, storms were a constant thing. Especially during the August period. She crossed the street one more time and climbed a small number of step into the bookstore. The sounds of horns desperately wanting to get home faded away as she walked in. it was cool making her instantly shiver. A bell rang as she made my way inside.
"Hello, Mr. Mival
