By the time my shift ended, I felt it everywhere. My feet, my back, even my head. The kind of tired that doesn’t go away with sleep.“You good?” Tasha asked, already halfway out the door.“Yeah,” I said, grabbing my bag. “I’m straight.”She looked at me like she didn’t believe it, but she ain’t push. “Get home safe.”“I will.”I stepped outside and the city hit me all at once. Cars passing, music playing from somewhere down the block, people laughing like life wasn’t heavy. DC at night always had energy, whether you had it in you or not.I pulled my jacket tighter and started walking toward the stop. My phone buzzed in my hand. Same number. Third time tonight.I flipped it over without answering.Some things don’t need to be revisited.I was almost past the corner when I noticed him. At first it was just somebody leaning against a truck, head down, minding his business. I wouldn’t have looked twice if something in me didn’t already feel off.Then he lifted his head.And just like that
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