![]() ![]() A bit of silvery light filtered in through the window. She sat up and glanced at the vague gray shapes in the bleak and empty room. ![]() The possibility of empty weeks stretching on ahead set her on the edge of panic. But her heart was set on a long shot plan. She had come home without achievements or any definite prospects. A series of knee injuries had ended her ambitions as a soccer player, and she had decided to drop out of college, leaving her with almost no life to lead. Excited and scared, she lay in the darkness, her energy rushing and bubbling inside her like a river in flood. The tension of a coming storm filled the air. The odor of the Forest Preserve, just beyond the field across the street, began to permeate everything, smelling of leaves and pine needles and a flower she couldn't name. It had been a hot night even for June, when suddenly the coolness of the forest air began to drift in through the open window. Back home in Middletown, Phoebe couldn't sleep. ![]()
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