The university emptied out for winter break like water draining from a bathtub, students fleeing Chicago's brutal cold for warmer climates and family homes. Marcus stayed, preferring the solitude of the near-empty campus to the well-meaning surveillance he'd face if he returned to California. His parents had been disappointed but understanding, and David had extracted a promise that Marcus would check in daily.
The city transformed in the absence of students. The coffee shops were quieter, the sidewalks less crowded, the whole tempo of life slowing to something more manageable. Marcus found himself enjoying the stillness, the way he could walk to his favorite café without navigating crowds, could sit in the library for hours without interruption.



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