The child stood outside, arms outstretched and chin lifted towards the sky. The rain began to softly patter on the child’s cheeks, shoulders, and hair with its icy cool fingers. The drops, now trickling down her neck, greeted her like a long lost friend. After years of only dust and sun, the child and the rain were reunited…
Now the rain picked up its tempo and drummed a little faster, a little harder. Everything that it had been holding back all these years came rushing forward: laughter, memories, and joy greeted the child once again. The child’s lips broke into a smile and her eyes regained their sparkle.
The curtain of rain engulfed her in a watery embrace.
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