Chapter 7The following day was a Saturday, and after a sleepless night, Miguel got out of bed early and decided to go for a walk. Perhaps the fresh air would somehow give him a new focus, help him to consider from every angle the decision he was going to have to make today. He headed out of his apartment and walked down West 32nd Street in the direction of Bull Street.
It was a beautiful sunny morning and, in spite of the fact that it was December, it wasn’t all that cold. The mild winters were one of the great things about Savannah. He remembered growing up in southern New Jersey, how cold and damp the winters were there. Savannah could have its cold days, but they were interspersed with mild days with a lot of sun. Sometimes the temperature in the winter even rose into the sixties, flir
