The motorcycle cruised steadily down the road back to Langley Manor. A sudden chill brushed against Elowen’s cheek, and raindrops began to ping softly against her helmet. She squinted up through the night as faint lines of rain danced in the glow of the neon lights. It had started to rain.

The downpour was unrelenting, soaking her completely as she hurried home. But Elowen, ever the optimist, didn’t let the fact that she was turning into a drenched mess get her down. She ...