She hides around her house all day. Waiting only for the sun to go down and the street lights to shine dimly outside. The stars in the sky are covered by a thin layer of clouds above the town, a slight chance for rain on the horizon. The chill in the air isn’t enough keep her from hiding on the porch, hoping to catch another glimpse of him.
It’s well past midnight. The wind has picked up and the clouds are rolling in thicker. She can smell the rain in the air, yet refuses to go inside. She knows he’ll be out again. She knows he’ll wander the streets like people have said he’s done for so long. All she wants is to see him again, be closer this time. Get a chance to look into his eyes and see the goodness hiding behind them.
The light at the end of the path flickers on and her heart races. She peeks her head around the corner of the wrap around porch and stares at the nothingness on the lawn. The light shines brightly, there’s just nothing for it to illuminate. A sigh escapes her and glances to her feet. She closes her eyes and leans against the house, gently banging her head against the siding.
She runs her fingers through her hair and peels herself away from the house. Going inside seems like the perfect option after feeling like such an idiot for waiting for something that never showed. She steps around the corner and her jaw drops. He stands at her doorstep, staring at her while she tries to contain herself.
“It’s you.” She says quietly.