Streets of gold chpt.12
Streets of Gold
"You're way too young to fall apart...
It was cold outside. Colder then it should be. "Do you think you'll need an extra jacket? Tom looked over at me again. I shook my head, kindly refusing. "No, I'll be fine. It cant be possibly that freezing out here, to me at least. But thank you. I kept my arms crossed as we walked. I did not feel like holding hands or hugging or anything like that with anyone. Instead, I felt sick. Utterly and horribly, oddly sick. I don't know why. But I didn't like it.
Not at all.
"So where are we going, exactly? It's only 09:00, Tom. We cant be going somewhere too special.
"Oh, it's somewhere special. Everywhere is somewhere special to someone, so I treat everywhere as such. I looked over at him, quickly looking away; back down at the ground. "Good theory, I started, "But I cant do that with possibly everywhere.
"It takes time.