"the winter light"
she pushed the heavy drapery back from the 3rd floor window of her flat. peering out onto the usually busy main street now serenely calm in the mid morning dullness, she sighed and pressed the palm of her hand against the cold pane of glass. similar to her mood, the cold wintry rain continued to plop down onto the trees and sidewalks making the whole of the world seem suddenly barren of life.
the call had come last night somewhat unexpectedly. she was unsure how the meeting would go and wondered aloud if she ought to even make the effort at all. it was dreadfully wet outside. she decided to take the chance and if she didn't like the look of him or despised his behaviour she wouldn't bother staying for more than one drink.