For your reading pleasure, Tempest presents yet another exquisite example of romantic narrative…

The Underappreciated Fear of the Inexplicable Stranger
by Frederick Aldrich, MA, BS

   No; Howard Fargo, Student Nurse, was not pleased. Not at all! Neither the shouts of the street hawkers nor the Red Chamber, remembering its bloody history impressed her, and it was all because he wasn’t there. Intellectually, she realized that Juliette, the romantic ‘hooded visitor’ in her recurring dream, had a full life in which he was recklessly endangering her life as well as his own, and he could not be expected to hold any consideration for the pleasure of one quixotic, barely quixotic girl. Intellectually, she knew this. And yet…
   Truly, it had been a most burning, seductive, uncivilized, silent day when father had brought him to her attention.
   Just then, an eerie chill of premonition shattered her composure into a million untamable, constant, dangerous pieces! She instinctively checked her fingernails. Surely it could not be — but it was! At the door, the savage, immortal and masculine face she had come to know so well! “All I have is yours,” he mumbled hysterically while the glow of renewed love gradually overcame her mounting desire for dinner. “I need you, my perfect little carrot!”
   It was then that as the music in her heart rose to a new crescendo of happiness, she knew that life without him was unthinkable, if not subterranean. Wthout him, could she ever have realized thankfully that, in the end, things always work out really, really well?

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