Illusion of Surrender

[KAELIA BRYNN HALLOWAY]

THE BACK ENTRANCE is dark and no one is in sight. There is a singular lamp post, where a car has stopped beneath but it's light is dim, and looks as if it needs to be replaced, flickering in the breeze.

My curls toss gently in the wind and I have to push them away to see better.

I am curious that there are no guards, anywhere for that matter, and for a moment I feel like I'