The first time I had met him it had been one of those summer days where the heat had only just begun to wane as the sun set at a quarter to ten. I’d pushed the window open with one hand. I fluffed my dampened dress shirt from my body as I leaned my arms onto the metal railing looking out across empty road. Amongst the sudden darkness, street lights flickered on a few blocks down, twinkling like distant starts while the moan of cicadas filled the night.I’d stepped outside onto the patio, fluffing my dampened shirt from my body as I leaned my arms onto the metal railing looking out across the empty courtyard. Amongst the sudden darkness, lightning bugs wove their way between the Elms, twinkling like distant stars. Nothing but the of cicadas filled the night.