It wasn't long before Oliver joined me in the early October morning, such a contrast from the icy calm of the Ukrainian forest I'd sensed from Charlotte. His long sleeved button up was barely enough to ward off the cold for a normal person. Made me wonder in absent curiosity if he was like me in that regard. Though I knew a chill was in the air, was conscious of it, it had been a long time since temperature affected me aside from vague ...