He walked swiftly down the street, barely noticing the few
individuals he passed. The cold night was devoid of sound, save the odd car
and the sound of snow crunching under his each step.
'Dede and I tried for so long.' A memory sprang forth, unbidden, of them talking about having children. She had wanted a boy, a dead ringer for his father. He wanted a girl every bit as beautiful as her mother. Their dreams were of a big family.
But that wasn't to be. After numerous attempts and two miscarriages, Sandoval and Dede had still been childless.
His footsteps were still the only sound. Crunch, crunch, crunch. It would take forever to get back to his apartment on foot, but he needed to walk. The stars were barely visible, due to the streetlights, even though it was a clear night.
'Not a good place for star watching.'.like he had as a boy, with his father. Of course the beach near their house did not have streetlights to obscure the millions of ancient and mysterious, yet wondrously familiar silver pinpricks. He knew every constellation over the Caya islands, as his father had taught them to him. Sandoval would have done the same with his children. Another dream lost. That beach had been destroyed Zo'or along with the rest of his home, and as for his only child, Liam.
He quickened his pace.
'Dede and I tried for so long.' A memory sprang forth, unbidden, of them talking about having children. She had wanted a boy, a dead ringer for his father. He wanted a girl every bit as beautiful as her mother. Their dreams were of a big family.
But that wasn't to be. After numerous attempts and two miscarriages, Sandoval and Dede had still been childless.
His footsteps were still the only sound. Crunch, crunch, crunch. It would take forever to get back to his apartment on foot, but he needed to walk. The stars were barely visible, due to the streetlights, even though it was a clear night.
'Not a good place for star watching.'.like he had as a boy, with his father. Of course the beach near their house did not have streetlights to obscure the millions of ancient and mysterious, yet wondrously familiar silver pinpricks. He knew every constellation over the Caya islands, as his father had taught them to him. Sandoval would have done the same with his children. Another dream lost. That beach had been destroyed Zo'or along with the rest of his home, and as for his only child, Liam.
He quickened his pace.