I never thought I would gather the courage to do that. I never thought I had the words to announce that I was done and ready to leave. Perhaps I was a few short moments from being fired had I settled and accepted what many thought was my fate.

The look that stained Mildred’s face amused mine. Disbelief. He thought I could never do it. Stand up to him and do what I should have done long ago. A weight lifted from my back. A weight that I'd carried but was not mine to bear.

Walking down Mountain street feels different this time. It’s my last time walking in it, wearing this wretched unifrom. I never liked it. From my first day. The red and green just felt like too much of a contrast. Mostly because it was. The good members in Hallis Green were good. But the not so good were just that too.

As I make my way past the market stalls, the heavens start to trickle. The trickling turns to rain. The rain calls out with sudden booms. I usually find the nearest form of shelter when this happens, but today I twirl in the rain, sharing my enthusiasm for her.

I could do this for a while longer, but cinammon and vanilla pastries invade my nostrils, stimulating a rumble in my stomach. Now would be a great time to visit my favourite pastry shop on my last day at Hallis.

As I make my way to the door’s entrance, I enter…Without touching the door… Through the door. I whip my head back to ensure that there was no door and the entrance was in fact open. But there’s glass…And a door handle…And some new visitors grab it to open it…

It is now that I realise that my hand is not my hand. It’s…See through….