She had her eyes on the far horizon where the sun shone its brightest and the clouds were thinnest. But her thoughts were far from admiring its grandeur. She had other pressing matters that had occupied her attention, but none had anything to do with the view.
However, she noticed, in her peripheral vision, a man pacing around the room. She could only guess he was looking for something. She hated to disappoint him, but he would find none.
"What are you doing here, Evan?" She asked her friend after he had rummaged through her small room. "Aren't you supposed to fly back home?" Glancing his way briefly before returning her focus to the world before her.
She did remember that she had interrupted his life again, liked almost all the time. But like most of those times, he came running fast to the rescue without questions asked.
