Praying in the Rain

Inktober 2016 Day, The Twentiy-First: And there in the cruel rain, returned to this doorstep, for the first time in years... she prayed. She begged that stupid little skeleton decoration under the porch lamp that she would catch her Phantom at home. And just as she was beginning to feel drenched by her own tears- she heard a CLICK! ''Twas he! He had answered the door and her prayers. It was as though each of them were seeing a ghost. There was no sound but the rain. And she slowly lowered and unclasped her hands...