3: Anita.

I stare up at the sky as snow starts to fall. We get snow year-round, but it’s thicker and fluffier in the wintertime. I close my eyes and let the flakes hit my face, and although it might be silly, for some reason, the snow can calm me. I don’t know why today I’m more annoyed with Hazel than normal.

Are he and Emily a thing now? I thought I’d heard she had a boyfriend overseas. They could have broken up. Did they break up because she and Hazel realized they had a thing for each other? I bet they’d make cute babies.

What the hell?! Where did that random ass thought come from? I’m blaming it on my mother. It’s her fault because she’s always going on and on about how she’ll never get grandkids. I have to push all thoughts of babies and Hazel out of my mind.

Today has been pretty uneventful, but most days are. There was only one 911 call, and it was from Sally. She was all worked up because her alarm hadn’t gone off. Last week, she claimed someone broke in and replaced some of her light