What’s Happ-ening Central City?
I was late on my very first day.
I had been prepared the night before. I had set multiple alarms, my clothes were laid out, I knew when I had to be out the door. And, despite all that preparation, I was late.
My county roads were soft and muddy, I met a train, someone decided to randomly tear up a street in the middle of town. It all happened, and, at the end of the day, I was late for the…