The Dynamic Duo

Emily, the reason he was renting this drafty run-down old house in Portland. He remembered clearly the first time he had seen Emily, and known to his core that he was meant to have her. Her crooked smile laying slightly off kilter at the top of the slow gentle tilt of her chin, and those playfully mysterious eyes, the most enticing thing about her. He lay back and closed his eyes trying to remember every detail of the face that had impacted him so greatly. He relived the wonder and excitement of the day he had first laid eyes on her, and the devastation that he had felt when she was swept out of his life so abrubtly and violently. Then he heard it again, obviously it hadn’t been a dream.