Chapter II
In the darkness he heard her sing. No words, she just hummed the melody. Her soft voice trailed in the afternoon air. A quiet murmur easy on the ears. The birdsong echoing from the nearby forest blended in with the chatter of the school yard. Neither could drown out her soft hum close by. Trevor was happy to let the moment linger. Just him lying there on the grass, eyes closed, head pillowed in his hands. A dark place far from home and free of strife. In time the humming ceased, and Trevor blinked his eyes open. He sat up in the wooded clearing, taking care to brush the grass off his elbows, and looked around. Josefina was still smoking a fag as she leaned back on the tree trunk, shielded from view by any passing teachers. Meanwhile Del sat close by, cross-legged, tinkering with the bracelet on her wrist. She cast her dark eyes on the fragile silver, paying no mind to the outside world. Her bird’s nest of short black hair bobbing as she picked and played with the metal chain. Trevor sp...