“Life is a fortress of joy when you have someone to give a glimmer of hope at the end of the tunnel.”
The sky looked so cloudy as always in every night of rainy season, dense with darkness and laden with fear. I knew rain was going to fall, so I quickly finished reading the books I borrowed from the library in preparation for my last paper slated for the following week. I looked weary and my eyes already in need of sleep. Since morning I had been at Professor Jude library reading. My body besought nothing but to rest. I needed to sleep, but she had promised to call me. I didn't have any choice than to wait for her call.
