Chapter 2:
"When do you think she will come over?" Luke had not stopped talking about Emmy since the arrival of the letter. This, of course, made Flora anxious as well.
"I would love to meet her. She sounds amazing by the way you describe her! Oh I do hope she will come soon!"
Layton was amazed at how happy the two were, even hearing of Emmy's troubles. He was glad they could put off the worries easily, unlike himself. He couldn't stop questioning everything she had said. He was especially worried that she was worried. She always appeared as a carefree person; not a trace of worry could be found. He couldn't help but feel like something bad was going to happen.
"Professor? Professor?" Luke and Flora anxiously stared at him.
"Hm. What? Oh I'm sorry Luke. I didn't catch that." Layton was embarrassed that he blanked out again.
Luke and Flora exchanged knowing looks. "It's alright. We know that look. You are trying to figure out just what is going on."
Flora giggled at Luke's response. Layton smiled. "Yes. Well, we had better hope Emmy will visit soon to make more sense of the situation."
Flora glanced outside. "Oh, it's raining."
Luke looked out as well. "I guess it is." He sighed. "It's so dreary out now."
The three stared out the window.
Heavy breaths poured out of her. Her thoughts jumbled in her mind. 'Was it always this far away?'
Voices continued to follow her. She quickened her pace, hoping to outrun the men. She heard laughter coming from her current direction.
"Hello. Emmy Altava."
Chapter 2 is in. Chapter 3 is coming soon!