Chapter 18
I was a free man. It felt amazing being able to walk the streets of the City. The bustling streets welcomed me with open arms as I emerged from the courthouse, a free man. The weight that had burdened my shoulders during the trial seemed to lift, and a sense of liberation filled my chest. The sun shone brightly above, casting a warm glow on the bustling cityscape.
The noise, the honking of cars, and the chatter of people all served as a reminder that life moved on, with or without me. But this time, it was different. I was free, free from the chains of the courtroom, and free from the clutches of my past.
Lost in my thoughts, I walked in a random direction, not knowing where my destination was. As I strolled through the packed streets, my nose caught a familiar smell– fried onions. I walked over to the vendor and ordered my usual order. Taking the first bite, my restless soul was greeted with a warm feeling. It was the best hot dog I had ever had in my life.
I continued my aimless wanderings, taking in the sights and sounds of the City. The tall skyscrapers reached for the sky, symbols of aspiration and ambition. The people around me seemed driven, chasing their dreams and ambitions with fervor. It was as if everyone had a purpose except me. I found myself in Central Park. The green oasis amidst the urban jungle offered a moment of relaxation. I sat on a bench, watching children play, couples stroll hand in hand, and families enjoying picnics. It was a slice of normalcy, something I had yearned for but had never truly experienced.
A young girl with pigtails approached me, her eyes bright with curiosity. "Mister, do you want to play with us?" she asked, holding out a frisbee.
Her innocence warmed my heart, and for a moment, I allowed myself to forget the darkness that had consumed my past. I joined the children, laughter, and joy bubbling up within me. As I threw the frisbee back and forth, a glimmer of hope emerged that maybe, just maybe, I could find my place in this world. The city lights flickered to life, illuminating the darkness. It was a metaphor for my life – amidst the shadows of my past, there was still hope for a brighter future. However, I wasn't sure if that was what I had desired.
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A Just Cause.
Mystery / ThrillerCharlie is just a cop. Growing up in the city of New York, he came up to become an NYPD officer due to his past. He has skills and talents to sell. Charlie Armstrong was one-hundred percent sure he was born to be what he is today. Since his mother's...
