it had been about late afternoon on a Friday when I had shifted my attention from the last page of the document that they had finally finished reading and looked up through the glass feature that overlooked the hustling and bustling city below . The sky had transformed from its clear and serene blueness and had now turned slightly darker catching a few streaks of pink and orange . it was one of those days where the sun going down with be an event to behold . there had been a handful of birds flying in a flock just underneath the streak of Orange as they made their way home .
my office door had been pushed open and I had turned around to see who had been responsible for such an intuition without so much as a knock . however , any thought of that had vanished when I had seen that it was non
