To Breathe Again
He stepped over the threshold and turned his face towards the sun, eyes closed.
He basked in its warmth and took a deep breath.
Even the air smells different out here, he thought.
After a long while, with only a paper bag hosting his worldly possessions, he slowly walked up the hill towards the bus stop.
It was half a kilometer away, but he preferred the bus instead of simply flagging a taxi down.
Across the street, a safe distance away, a lone figure watched him from on top of a gray scooter.A dull two-wheeler that was marked only by a small pink Hello Kitty sticker.