Callie turned off the light. As darkness settled in the
room, the sounds of the city shifted. A distant train horn blared then fell
silent. The hushed whisper of traffic deceived her ears with its ebbing and
flowing like an ocean. From the pillow in her new, quiet neighborhood, Callie
envisioned the city’s infinite complexity. From the gap in the curtain, she saw
the haze of lights hanging below the clouds. The rain’s first drops pattered on
the window. The grey peace tempted the Muse that dwelled in her mind, but sleep
stole her away.
