<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5b/GkkRrdlkcwlI.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Aletta Emelda Maria Sanchez (aka Letty) (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=200832.msg9815927#msg9815927)<br/><strong>Faction:</strong>none<br/><strong>Date:</strong>Sunday, May 14th, 1877<br/><strong>Time of Day:</strong>Morning,  during Church (she will be late for Church)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Avery’s office  -  Gomorra<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Her Sunday Best  (http://i975.photobucket.com/albums/ae240/samanthamazur/penelope-cruz-fanfan-la-tulipe_zps69f0d050.jpg)<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Avery<br/><hr/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">It was funny how two simple words could send a shiver down her spine with such intensity that Letty had visibly shuddered. Her heart inched into her throat, lodging at the back of it, making it near to impossible to breathe easily. Her chest rose and fell with each laboured intake of oxygen, while her feet seemed to root to the floor on which she stood, frozen and unmoving. It wasn’t too late. She could easily escape through the very door she had entered. Yet her feet refused to cooperate. Dark brown eyes focused on the office door where the handsome voice had beckoned, watching for any sign of movement that would foretell Avery’s arrival. <br/><br/>Slowly the door opened. <br/><br/>Letty felt faint.<br/><br/>She took in a deep, and calming breath, urging herself to relax. After all what was the worst that could happen? He might demand she vacate the premises. Perhaps question her morals, possibly insinuate that she was there for something more… tell her she was an idiot for believing letters rather than the flesh and bone of a man! There was nothing he could say or do that she hadn’t thought a time or two. So she had made a mistake! Letty could challenge anyone in town, or out of it for that matter, to show her one person who hadn’t made a mistake! Squaring herself and readying her determination, Letty gave her pride a break and reminded herself that she had done nothing wrong. <br/><br/>Avery’s friendly smile went a long way in settling her nerves, as did the fact that he remembered her name. Part of her wondered just what and ass she must of made of herself for someone as fancy as he to have remembered her name, she was sure it was a name he would have preferred to forget. Embarrassment flushed against her skin as she nodded and offered what she hoped was a friendly smile. <strong>”Good morning Señor Burnham, gracias por permitirme hablar con usted.”</strong> It was habit whenever she was nervous to revert to her native tongue, and so she had another sin to apologize for once she could get her heart under control. <br/><br/>As she entered the inner office Letty forced herself to speak English and repeat her previous comments. <strong>”Excuse me please, what I mean to say is that … well I wish to thank you Señor for agreeing to speak with me this morning. I hope I am not disturbing your day."</strong> He could have had appointments for all she knew. Looking around the office quickly it seemed to Letty that he might be a rather busy man who was simply too polite and kind to send her on her way. <br/><br/><strong>”Corky…. err Ms Henderson was very kind indeed, far more than I deserved. But you are wrong Señor, I owe you more than a simple thank you. I am aware what might have happened to me had you not been so kind…”</strong> Letty’s fingers shook as she removed the letter that had been folded and tucked against her breast. She stroked the paper almost affectionately as she looked down at her hands, and the paper grasped tightly. <strong>”I owe you a favor. Please...I need to repay your kindness”</strong> her dark brown orbs lifted from the paper in her hands to focus upon Avery’s handsome face, looking deep into his dark orbs. <strong>”Please accept my deepest gratitude.”</strong> </div>