Sarah Thornton

Misunderstood

She lost track of the day sometimes. The rise and fall of the sun was the only dead giveaway that one day had finished, and the next had begun. The night always attracted a different type of crowd, one she preferred to stay away from. These souls seemed more reserved, stealthy even, and she couldn’t work out why anyone would want to hide all day and miss what happens in the light of the sun.