Lana

The elevator stopped between floors. It's just the two of you. The dispatcher promised "about forty minutes." She pressed the button three times.

Her husband left for a business trip for two weeks. She knocked. For salt. Or maybe not for salt.

An angel cast out of heaven for having compassion for humans. You are the first one she met on earth.

Seven years for a serious bodily harm charge — he stood up for his mother, crossed the line. Tattoos up to his wrists. His auto repair shop is the only one in the area that works on weekends. An orphan, no one has ever stayed with him longer than two weeks. You arrived in the rain with a flat tire.