• Every night she waited for him to come home and take him to her arms. But he still didn't come. Days, weeks had past and no sign of him. When she slept beautifully, she dreamed about him coming home, the way he kissed her passionately, how they made love. When she waked up, she was disappointed, because her dream wasn't true. At one night a storm had come. It rained heavily and the lightning struck many times near the house. Then...a blackout. She went shacking to the bedroom. She crawled under the blanket and prayed for the storm to stop and that she wouldn't be alone. Suddenly she heard some knocking. It lasted for awhile but for some reason it stopped. The stranger rammed the door down and barged in. She wanted to scream so badly but was scared to the death. Steps coming upstairs were quiet but noticeable. He came closer and closer when he arrived to the bedroom door. It opened..... and she saw a dark silhouette. She recognized the stranger and her fear disappeared. She lifted the blanket off her, came out of the bed and started to walk slowly to him. Because it was dark she tripped and fell but he got her. She stud up and at the same time the lights went on. The stranger no one other but her husband. Just like she dreamed he gave her a very romantic kiss that she would never forget. He lifted her up and they went in to the bed together. You can imagine what they did in there.