part 1. The HurricaneLeaves scuttled along the cracked sidewalks of Downtown Richmond creating rivets in the soft mud. Grey storm clouds loomed ahead in the distance, blotting out the rays of sunlight trying to break through and shine on the streets below. Cutler Hayfield dug his scarred hands into his pockets even deeper and pushed on. The street lamps seemed to cast ghoulish glares over him, seemed to stare him down as he walked. Gusts of wind sent oak and maple leaves tripping along next to Cutler's quickening stride. Cutler took a deep breath of the late autumn air around him, and the biting, damp, cool prickle in his nose told him rain was soon to come.Mot
O. Henry Cafe Leaves scuttled along the cracked sidewalks of Downtown Richmond creating rivets in the soft mud. Gray storm clouds loomed ahead in the distance, blotting out the rays of sunlight trying to break through and shine on the streets below. Sofia Hallet breathed a sigh of relief; the rain was finally coming A gust of warm air blew in through the streets, mixing with the cold, dampness that had settled. Sofia unwrapped the scarf draped around her neck and wound it tightly around the book she carried. She was hardly ever seen without well or not- at- all- known classics cradled in the crook of her right arm. Ms. Hallet, those who knew