She stood outside the store in the pouring rain, just beyond the awning. The first thing Pablo noticed about her was not the way her long hair fell in thick, wet ropes down her back, nor her blotchy red face,
I see you from across the room. That look in your eyes tells me that you mean to devour me whole…and I have a feeling I won’t mind it one bit.
It was coming. I could neither see nor hear it, but I knew it was approaching. Slowly, deliberately, it was coming for me.