When the Rain Cleared, So Did My Love

When the car flipped onto its side, the crumpled door pinned my leg and wouldn't let go.

It took nineteen tries before Richard Farley finally picked up the video call.

On the screen, he let out a put-upon sigh.

"Rosamond Winfield, you've already used up your mystery box draws for the month."

"There's thunder outside tonight, and it's got Delilah Swanson's chest all tight and panicky. I know you're jealous, but do you really have to pull a stunt like this to scare people?"

He frowned, and his voice took on the tone of someone handing out charity.