T H E E N C O U N T E R // C H A P T E R 1
Angie’s Bar - May 23rd, 2011 - 9 Years ago
The sound of laughter and chatter seemed to get louder and louder. There was a man that whistled as he jogged by and a woman who shouted loudly on the phone about her new job. That night, it seemed as if everyone in the world was happy. All except for that one broken man that no one seemed to notice sitting in the alley beside the pub. He felt miserable. Everything in his life seemed to be going downhill and all of the people he thought he trusted, seemed to betray him. He felt utterly alone and he wished that somebody, anybody would come along and take away his pain.
Then suddenly, almost as if god was right there listening to his pleading and prayers, footsteps sounded on the rough asphalt and two converse clad feet stopped right in front of him. As if she was a miracle. His miracle.
