That night I didn’t go back to the apartment, instead I drove straight to Dakot’s place. The rain lashed against the window screen as I drove past the fields. The loud thunder and lightning seemed to project the feelings that I was going through, listening to it only satisfied my urge to scream and bang things. Trying hard to control my tears and emotions, I got out of the car and walked straight towards Dakot’s house after reaching the spot.
I had no idea what time it was when I knocked on his door, after several attempts of getting him to open the door I finally gave up. Assuming that he was fast asleep, I decided to sit on the porch and wait until the sun was up.
“Frisca! Is that you?” A stranger enquired from the porch of the adjacent cottage.
The stranger came out with a blue umb
