10

When Valerie got home, it was raining heavily and stabbed the earth with a loud sound, the water crashing along with the wind. The taxi stopped in front of her house. After she paid, Valerie jogged through the rain to her porch. Her whole head was drenched, but her body was protected by the thick coat of her mysterious helper so that it could remain dry. Even though the coat was now drenched in water and dripping on the terrace floor.

Valerie tossed her wet hair and tried to find the keys to her house. She wanted to hurry in and dry herself off, perhaps making a cup of warm chocolate milk to drink. Actually Valerie prefers a cup of coffee, but coffee makes her sleepless, while she must sleep enough tonight.

She opened the door and stepped inside, then locked the door behind her. She took off the coat which was now heavy and wet from the rain and she embraced it. The scent of wood and musk lingered over her, making her feel good. Valerie walked over to the kitchen and put the