Rain

“Rain. The rain didn’t change. Each afternoon water stippled against rock outside my window, splashed into puddles, and then dwindled to gentle drips. Cleansing, soothing. I always welcomed the sound.” (Linette in The Deliverer by Sharon Hinck)
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