The Morning Commute

 Wanderer, Jess thought, picking up her pace.

Since she started walking to work, she’d realized that most people she encountered in the early morning hours fit easily into one of six categories. The Wanderers were by far the most unsettling. She glanced behind her and saw no trace of the stocky man wearing the Council Rock Field Hockey sweatshirt. She unclenched her fists subconsciously, no longer facing immediate threat.Do guys even play field hockey? she wondered. Continue reading