Fifty Seven

FIFTY SEVEN

DEVAN

The wind had an eerie chill to it. It seemed like there was something in it, but I couldn't just place my hands on it. Something really sinister, really trying hard to pull out every fibre of my being apart.

I buried my face in the newspaper that had been brought in, but yet there wasn't no news about Robb, or Ellen, or even Sam. I had imagined this whole game as a quick one, but life did know how to make a big fool of me.

There was a sharp knock on the door, but I didn't pay any attention to it. I was in no mood to speak, or share thought with anyone yet.

However, the knock persisted, and it began to seem really awkward to not answer it at all. Perhaps it was the doctors coming to do their routine checkup on me.

"Come in, the door is unlocked." I ordered, as the door knob turned, and was pushed open.

"Mr. Barker?" The nurse buzzed, as I took the newspaper off my face.

"Yes ma'am, how may I be of help to you?" I quizzed, uninteres