That was one of the coldest nights of the Wisconsin winter and Charlie Spencer. Couldn’t sleep he’d always been a light sleeper, but lately, it had become a real ordeal. He looked out of the window to check if it was still snowing, and it was my god when is it gon na stop snowing Charlie cursed himself as he took off his pajamas and put on warm clothes. No one in their right mind would have gone for a walk in the middle of the night in those conditions, but Charlie wasn’t just anyone. His perception of fear was different from that of others.
Ever since his mother and grandmother died in a tragic car accident, he’d been completely alone in the world and felt there was nothing else to fear. His loneliness was his Refuge, his most faithful companion. He was only 25, but he had lived the kind of life that makes innocence and youth fade quickly. Read the full story here ▶
