His Weakness

Emma Hart greeted Mrs. Harris with a broad smile as soon as she opened the door. Mrs. Harris, seemingly surprised by Emma's return, examined her closely. "Emma, I has missed you terribly. I kept thinking why send you to the hospital when home is so much more comfortable. With a private doctor on call, I was worried they wouldn't take good care of you there."

 

"Mrs. Harris, I'm fine. The hospital was quite accommodating, and you should rest well at home too."

 

Outside, the cold wind howled. Mrs. Harris quickly pulled Emma inside. "Look at me, talking away and forgetting to bring you in!" As she glanced at the storm brewing outside, a hint of concern crossed her face. "Oh no, I forgot to pack Mr. Sterling a heavier coat, I wonder if…"