Cryptic Walls
Chapter Thirteen // Cryptic Walls
Blinking several times, Austin stares at me, then at the floor, then out the window. “If you really want to give it all up just like that, fine. I always say God helps those who help themselves, but it looks like you disagree. I hope you find whatever good feeling you’re looking for.” He pushes the door open, stands, and walks away without a backward glance.