The news was dull today. The front page feature was yet another drab celebrity gossip piece. The words blurred where the never ending rain had beaten the print over the cold winter night. My hand shook a little. I don’t know why, I was used to being cold. Being cold was all I knew, this time of year.
A gloved hand suddenly appeared in front of my face as I sat tucked into a shopfront doorway. A s...