MakeBelieve

It was the color of sky that in every other season would bring forth rain. This sky however, was sinister, more diluted, like it was right before it snowed. And I wasn't sure why winter always reminded me of crime; how the weather could cover up your tracks as easily as you could make them. Snow was a force to have on your side, the power to remain hidden or to be found. I guess I liked that ability...…