The Beginning of the Revelation
Jane breathed deeply and turned her gaze around the room. Her eyes finally fell on Tom. “Our journey was not typical. “To understand where we’re at now, you must know where we started.” Tom nodded and looked far away.
“Our first meeting wasn’t at a café or with friends. On a cold night, on a park bench under the city lights, it was a cold, solitary evening. “The Tom you see today wasn’t always this way.”
