The rain was heavy enough to make anyone who wanted to go out hesitate. It was cruel enough to punish those who would attempt to sail out in the ocean. The weather news reported of a storm. The public is advised to stay indoors unless necessary. Though the weatherman sounded off for saying that, she still thought he's right.
The storm was serious in its lone sojourn.
But the rain had something with it. Something that was hers. Something definitely more important than her new boots or her old trusty umbrella. Something way more worthy than her safe abode.
But she could not leave. She could not run around under the sleet. She could not risk it.
Instead, she went the day after. And she was late. Too late.
Photo by: Thorsten Scheuermann
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