The rest of the week passed in a blur. Micah barely remembered the hours between classes, family messages, and the constant buzzing in his head. Every night, as he lay in bed staring at the ceiling, he regretted leaving Clyde stranded on a mountaintop like some abandoned statue. He had coaxed the man down with endless apologies and nervous chatter, but even after that, guilt hovered at the back of his mind like a stubborn shadow.
