They lie together

The walk to the office from the Garrison was warm, with spring threatening to break the winter chill indefinitely. Tommy let his mind wander as his steps echoed into the night and he looked at the world around him. He stopped at his vehicle to light a cigarette, only to notice a faint light illuminating a window of the business. The cherry of his cigarette burned bright as his brows dropped, gears turning in his mind as to who might be working this late. Polly had gone home hours ago. His brothers were still at the pub. No one had any reason to be burning midnight oil.