Chaurice Williams

To acknowledge the Truth is to thirst for more.....

“Damn” she muttered into the silence as she checked her watch. The word cut through the empty silence around her. She grabbed her notebook and phone hurriedly stuffy them and her printouts into her bag. The flashlight fell to the floor leaving her in darkness. She continued to mutter as she slowly made her way back to the door. The dim light of the stars her only guide. She followed the path she’d made through the thick layer of dust that covered the carpeted floor.