I first saw her when I was 14 years old, I didn’t expect it, the woman in the window. It was a day like any other, I was walking home from school, another day of teachers talking endlessly of how the world was coming to an end and I drifted through my small neighborhood humming the latest Eminem beat. I was half way home when a quaint brick house caught my eye, there wasn’t anything special about it; just your average two story suburban home, but…
