Chapter Twenty-One
Jack stared up at the Christmas tree covered in lights. It was a cold, but clear night. It'd snowed about an inch earlier in the day, and it still covered the ground under the tree. It almost made Jack feel festive, if he were the type of person to celebrate holidays.
Jack liked coming to this park. It wasn't usually very busy despite being in the middle of Seattle. Usually only old folks from the assisted living complex down the street would be in the park. Occasionally, Jack would see moms pushing strollers, or singletons dragging their tiny dogs on a leash.
But in the evenings, after the sun had set, were the best times to come here. Hardly anyone was around, except for a few homeless people who slept on benches. Jack sometimes gave them cash, or food, if they want
