When trouble comes knocking on my door, I let it in.
It was a normal day like any other until this woman stumbled onto my porch like a tumbleweed in the desert. Lost in a snowstorm, I couldn't resist offering her shelter.
She thinks she's scarred and troubled, but my trauma rivals hers in ways she can't endure.
Will she survive winter with me, or is her fate to remain a lost soul in my past like the rest?