She pulled back her wavy, wet brown hair and lifted her eyes slowly to survey the small apartment. It was dark and the cool night air made a breeze that whipped her white lace curtains in the wind. The rain had just ended and she could smell it clinging to the oak in the yard below.

A jingle, a footstep and her heart jumped. Could he be back so soon? She rushed to the door to discover the threshold empty; to see her neighbor slink into his apartment without a word.