The morning did not arrive with sunshine. It arrived with a gray, heavy fog that smelled of sulfur from the nearby train tracks and old ice.
My eyes snapped open because my body had stopped shivering. That was the first rule of freezing to death that the older street guys had taught me before they disappeared: When you stop feeling the cold, Eli, that’s when the ground is winning. I scrambled backward, my knees cracking like dry twigs. My hands were … Read more