Snippet #1549924

Tim awoke at six sharp. Why this happened he didn't know, but it appeared like something in his brain had nudged his body awake.

He rolled about on his bed and getting tired of not being able to sleep, got up. Guessing that this challenge would have something to have in terms of physical challenge, he took a shower and warmed himself up in the streets. He looped around the park for about an hour, then turned and ran through the city, zigzagging to a destination he didn't know. Then, as his wristwatch beeped and alerted him that the time had come, he turned around and jogged back to the park. As he arrived he noticed the three teenagers already standing there, and another man walking towards them. He knew him. Even though he hadn't met him before, he knew him very well.

“Hey,” he called, his voice echoing in the chill morning air. His voice somehow seemed stronger, more self-assured. Even though he hadn't spoken since morning, his voice didn't crack. Something had changed in him overnight, and Tim thought he had to find out what it was. A scene from yesterday floated through his thoughts: Lee's bewildered expression as she turned back to him. Was it his fault, after all, and not hers, that they hadn't been able to talk?

His thoughts seemed much more clear and crisp. He hoped this clarity of thought would continue.