I buried my hands deep in my pockets; it was getting pretty cold but with all the nice, warm colors hanging from the trees, my brain was telling me otherwise. Sure, it was colder than Detroit but I would have traded the gray city landscapes for this anytime.
I picked up a golden leaf from the ground, spinning it between my numb fingers and let it fall, watching it spiral down to land on the dark river water. The water smelt of chemicals and dead fish but there was something about the constant calm flow that made me want to plunge right in. It looked so cleansing.
My stomach grumbled and my thoughts snapped back to my new home, where my loving family was waiting for me. After the long ride from the city’s airport, we’d pulled up to this magnificent white house. In the neighborhood, there were schools, old couples sitting on their porches with hot drinks, teenagers walking and talking animatedly and kids, playing basketball in their driveway. There were colors and I knew right then I’d like it here. Inside was just as beautiful. Grand staircase, modern yet homey kitchen, perfect for my parents who loved cooking together, complete backyard oasis, you name it.
I had raced Ralf for the best bedroom, making sure to stay just at his heals; I didn’t need a huge room with a en-suite complete with a Jacuzzi, I wasn’t planning on wasting my time indoors anyways.
My parents had called up, the moving truck would only arrive tomorrow and we needed to get out to get supper. I quickly bowed out of it, saying I wanted to stretch my legs and see the neighborhood before dark.
Now, I turned my back from the sinking sun, filling my lungs with fresh air. It was quickly getting dark, as I climbed the slope back to the road.