Higan
The porch was wide with beautiful flowers in pots on either side of the front door and two steps of stairs met the ground.
Higan parked his car in front and we rushed into the house, carrying as many groceries we could. Since the rain became heavy, we decided to carry our backpacks and leave our other luggage in the car to avoid getting our stuff wet. It took us two trips to run between the car and the kitchen just for the groceries and we got soaked even more.
"It's so cold," I said with a trembling lower lip, putting the last paper bag on the kitchen table.
"Hold on," Higan said, walking to a short row of switches near the main door and he flipped one of them. There was a soft hum and the
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