Daughter

Nicole exited the library and was fidgeting with the book she had just gotten. Curious of what a book of erotic literature of demons could consist of, she opened the book and gust of wind briefly enveloped her and her hair rose up like she was standing over top a fan. She watched as the gust of air around her could be seen moving shortly from around her by the bits of debris that blew in front of her. Then, in swooping action the debris ricocheted back towards her and as the gust came in contact with her, she felt the air in her lungs expunged briefly. Her mouth opened with a gasp as the air left her, she felt an extra bit of warmth cascade again over her body and felt as if she had be lifted partially off the ground. Her body came back to a rest and she looked down at her self and a bit of radiance of heat could be felt throughout her body. A light perspiration had formed on her skin and short of breath, she reached up with her free hand to undo a few buttons of her polo to get some more air flow. Perplexed by the sudden change of temperature, she drew on her knowledge from the vast books she read and deduced that random phenomena had to be dust devil. Pooling her self back together she resumed her direction of walking. Approaching a intersection, she stopped as she looked both ways before crossing. Skipping across the road, she looked down at her watch to see if she had time to stop for coffee.