Emily's Arrival

                                                                                      EMILY’S ARRIVAL

                                                                                        Sam Pembroke







         She walked through the rainy afternoon along 5th Avenue. The cab had dropped her off six blocks from her intended destination. In her hands were her two suitcases. As the rain continued to fall, her traveling suit had become soaked, to Emily Langdon, it didn’t bother her much, but the fact that she had to walk six blocks in a city that she hadn’t been to before in her life; did. She couldn’t tell if people were eyeing her, or even laughing at her wet clothes. Never in her twelve years of life had she even seen a city as large as this one. Back home in Brattleboro she had never seen buildings as tall as these, or even houses as large as the ones that lined the avenue. Ahead was her destination, the massive red door remained shut. The door was at the top of granite steps, and the red brick looked dark and gloomy in the rain. The curtains all were closed. “Surely this cannot be the house, it’s large.” She had thought to herself.





         Suddenly she felt water running down her face; her hat was soaked through and through. Her red hair was matted, her hair ribbon nearly untied. She looked like a frightened animal, cornered; ready to fight. She swallowed hard, and climbed the steps up to the door. Nervously, she set one of her suitcases down and put her finger on the bell. She waited. “What if they’re not home? I’ll just go.” She thought to herself as she began to turn around. Suddenly, the door opened. “You must be Emily.” A voice called out to her. She turned around and saw a woman who looked to be in her mid thirties with auburn hair. She looked austere, and rather foreboding. “Well? Are you Emily or not?”  She swallowed hard. “Yes” is all she said. A smile appeared on the older woman’s face. “ It is good to see you again after all these years. Say, why are you wet? Have you been standing out here all this time? Let’s get you out of those wet clothes.” Emily walked inside. She had arrived.