Chapter 107 Unlike You

• Olivia
• The echo of the slamming door lingered in the silent night as Nathan and I walked away from Alvin’s house. A sorrowful hush had descended over the town, as if it, too, mourned the loss of the old Alvin.
• Our short, bitter walk home was filled with a silence so thick that I could have cut it with a knife. That silence was only punctuated by my own stifled sobs and the sounds of our shoes slapping against the sidewalk.