November 22, 2018
There was a tentative knock at the door. That’s what woke me up. It was a little “let-me-in” knock. Rolling over I turned on the lamp. It was shortly after three in the morning. I rolled out of the bed and went through the living room to the door of the apartment. Looking through the peep hole I could see a young woman in a wedding dress. She was crying. I was naked. “Give me a minute to put something on,” I said. She gave a nervous look to her left as I left the door to get a robe.