Chapter 19

The storm never broke out officially. 

The atmosphere was similar to an oppressive summer heatwave afternoon, when the electrical clouds loom in the horizon and you pray for rain even if you know that after the thunderstorm, the weather will be equally hot and humid. 

I had to keep to myself every doubt that mercilessly hammered my brain. Was it true? Was it not? Is it possible? How? I didn’t know how to ask without rising the alarms and ruin my escape plan. 

If I ever had one, that is.