I was halfway down the staircase with my uniform balled up in my hands when there was a knock on the front door. Pausing midstep, I squinted my eyes and tried to make out who the tall shadow outside the frosted glass could be. Another knock came, louder this time, so I hurried down the remaining steps and wrenched the door open, only to find Johnny standing outside in the rain, looking like some sort of semidrowned angel.
