Short story: Turbulence

Hi there, just dropping in to leave this short story for you: Turbulence. I’ve published it before as part of a writing contest under the title "I am Devotee" on a different site that doesn't seem to exist anymore. Anyway, this is a slightly revised version since now I'm not bound to any word count. I hope you enjoy it! Let me know what you think.

Lovis

Crashing

When the doorbell rings I buzz the entrance to the multi apartment complex. I’m living on the ground floor, so when I open the door to my apartment he’s already standing in front of me, pulling his trunk close.

“Hi,” I say, somewhat reluctantly but I remember my good manners. I even extend my left arm, the right one being occupied with the cane.

Update later this week?

 Hey, friends and loyal readers, I'm here just to wave a "I've not given up" flag and let you know that the story (or STORIES lol) is in progress! I've just been really busy with life recently.

I should have a Let it Snow chapter later this week, perhaps on the weekend! And maybe some other stuff... ;)

Thank you for your patience and see you soon!