Hecalledmealady

With the echoing sounds of thunder rolling in the sky, Emmy was momentarily shocked when she heard rapid knocks at the front door. Someone was actually visiting her? In THIS weather? Her eyes glanced at the clock that read “6:30 PM”. The one window she had in her apartment was dark, barring the light reflected from the raindrops. A man wearily stood at the doorway, with his outfit dyed dark and the remains of rain dripping from his hat to the ends of his chin. He did his best to calm his breaths, remembering he was in the presence of lady—a very special one at that. Noting her surprised gaze at him and his wet apparel, he o