Chapter 13

• Brook.
• The sun enters through the window of my room, illuminating it completely and without leaving a single corner without light, that's why I chose this room, because of the way the sun illuminates everything at dawn giving those orange tones and the same happens in the afternoon. From my window I can have an excellent view of the magnificent New York sunsets, with its buildings, its pollution and all the noise that being in a city like this implies, but all of this has its beauty, at least for me.
• I finish weaving the bob into my hair and I look at myself in the mirror, I'm wearing jean shorts, a loose blouse and booties, an outfit to be at home with friends on a Sunday, I pick up my phone and call home, I have to check that mom Okay, it's been the first week we've really broken up since Connor died and I know he must be having a hard time.