Pitter patter. Pitter patter went the rain against the glass window pane. Cheyenne leaned against the cold glass to try and see through the downpour.
“He’s not coming” Aunty Jane called from behind.
Cheyenne ignored her aunt’s words and wiped away a trailing tear. Her soft worn sweater felt comforting to her stinging eyes. She knew she shouldn’t cry but it was hard to contain her longing for Tevin to arrive. Her brother had left a fortnight ago to restock supplies badly needed on the homestead. But an extra week had passed and there was still no word from Tevin. Cheyenne hoped he was alright.
“Don’t suspect you like to knit.” Aunty said to her.
Cheyenne looked from the window. Her aunt sat bundled by the fire, knitting some shapely piece of clothing.
“I’d like to look just a bit longer Aunty,” Cheyenne said.
“He’ll never arrive.” Aunty said again.
As if to agree with the old woman’s words, the storm became increasingly harsh. The wind and rain beat against the house. A harrowing sound for any traveller, thought Cheyenne. Lord let him be safe. Suddenly a loud knock shook the front door. Cheyenne jumped to her feet. Aunty following behind.
“Did someone knock?” Cheyenne asked.
“Open the door, young lady!” Aunty reared forward and swung the door wide. A disheveled dripping figure fell inside.
“Tevin!!” Cheyenne cried.
“Your shoes, son! You’ll get the whole house dirty!” Aunty held Tevin’s arms to support him from falling. He slumped to one side. Cheyenne cupped Tevin’s face. Yes, it really was him!. His brown eyes still shown under the dark matted hair.
“Let’s bring you in”, Cheyenne said softly.
“Shoes!” Aunty shouted “the shoes will bring in–”
“The dirt.” Tevin finished. “Aunty, I heard you the first time.”
He stood up and shrugged off Aunty’s support. Cheyenne watched her brother and saw Tevin smirk at her before he shook off his shoes.
“You’re home!” Cheyenne said. Hoping those words would suffice. She had so much she wanted to say. She knew Tevin had so many stories she wanted to hear.
“Yes, I’m home”, Tevin smiled.
“And what a mess you’ve brought with you” Aunty barked from behind Tevin. She moved around the siblings closer to the fire. Cheyenne smiled sheepishly.
“We’re both so glad that you’re back”.” She gave Tevin a strong warm hug.
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