111: guilt and surprise

Harry blew a puff of smoke as he exhaled. Deep down inside of him, he had no peace of mind and he couldn't just get rid of the deep seating guilt he felt no matter how hard he tried. He kept on thinking about the pain and disharmony he must have plunged Robert into. He kept on asking himself why it was now he cared so much about Robert after he had done what her did. No answers was forthcoming to these questions.

He just knew he was restless. He couldn't even check his phone and monitor how far the article had blown because each time he attempted to do so, his hands became shaky with anxiety. He hated everything happening around him, he thought this was going to give him some sort of fulfilment but instead he felt guilty rather which was unusual, very unusual and he hated the fact that he didn't have control over it.

This evening, he got so choked up by the air in his father's house and he knew he had to go out for a walk. He didn't have plans on rolling a blunt because he had been c