It had just broken 2:15 am and the air was crisp. It was cool, but fresh rather than uncomfortable. It had been raining more than usual this week in June, today was the 7th, 1993 and for a few hours now there had been no rain. My friend and I were extremely pleased with ourselves; we had told our parents that we were staying at each other’s houses when we had no intention or desire to do so. Now we could be free to break apart from the institution.