He opened the door …

Today’s writing prompt and my response.

First day of this week’s challenge!
He opened the door to find her standing there, crying.

He opened the door to find her standing there, crying.

A young woman, a girl really, slim, dressed in jeans and an old-fashioned winter coat, straight out of the 50s. Dark, untidy curls fell across her face. He had no idea who she was, or why she was at his door. And he didn’t want to know why she was crying.

‘What is it? Where have you come from?’ He peered ...