It was getting dark, the clouds finally returning, piling up on the western horizon, creating an early sunset. The sky glowed a peach-blow tint. As I continued walking down the street, the sky suddenly darkened further. The wind has turned from chilly to icy. I realized I had left my jacket in Cee' car as a sudden flurry of air made me shiver and I crossed my arms tightly across my chest.
The neighborhood was deserted, no pedestrians, no vehicles. The iron-wrought lamp-posts glowed against the patchy fog that has begin to engulf the surroundings. I continued on my way as the cold weather continued to torture me. All I could feel on my tender, fragile skin was the freezing cold air. The sound of silence was chilling and frightening, in every possible way. My home was just three streets away and I could have made it in just ten minutes before the feeling returned.
