The Storm

"That won't be a problem. Go and have fun tonight, but you'd better report to the office very early tomorrow," the Sheriff said in a not-too-serious tone.

"I sure will, sir. Thank you," Sergeant Chriswell said, trying his best to hide his excitement from showing.

"It's nothing. Send my regards to your fiancée, the pretty Miss Brown," the Sheriff said with a smirk.

It had been approximately two days since the pretty Vivian last encountered the strange but handsome Eric Damian. She knew he was trouble, but she was really dying to see him again.

Lying on her bed, which was close to the open window, she could see the night sky. She normally liked to admire the night sky, and today was no different. The sky was beautiful as always, but Vivian's heart was beating fast with anticipation.

As she gazed at the sky from her bed, thoughts of that night came to her head. She nearly died that night, but yet every time she thinks about everything that happened, a smile always seems to form on he