She felt for the lock in the dark

Today’s writing prompt and my response.

The first day of this week’s challenge.
She felt for the lock in the dark

Rain squalled against the houses, ripped leaves from the footpath trees. Beneath the fried street lamps, Eve’s only illumination were flashes of lightning. She splashed through puddles, shoes and legs soaked. Her handbag slapped against her drenched raincoat, the hood useless against the downpour. A crash of thunder sent her heart thudding. She drew a shivering breath.

The r...