“Shit,”
I said as the rain turned from drizzle to downpour. I had hoped to beat the
storm, but was forced to shelter in the doorway. It hadn’t left up after
fifteen minutes and I got tired of waiting. I didn’t bother hurrying. There was
no way to avoid getting wet; so I took my time. I was able to enjoy the feel of
the rain once I was soaked all the way through, as at that point, there was not
a sliver of hope that some part of me would stay dry and I was able to enjoy
myself.
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