\u201cI\u2019m going to miss her,\u201d I say as we walk home in the rain, our hands in our pockets. I wear a hood. She doesn\u2019t have one.<\/p>\n
\u201cDid you say goodbye?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYeah.\u201d<\/p>\n
I trip and step in a puddle on the road. Water leaks through my shoes. She helps me back.<\/p>\n
We walk under streetlamps. The lamps light the sidewalk in vague circles. I hear cars one road over, but there aren\u2019t any on this one.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhen does she leave?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cTomorrow morning.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd that\u2019s it?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThat\u2019s it.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo more?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNo more.\u201d<\/p>\n
The sky screams. A plane flies over us from behind. It passes over the streetlamp and disappears into the clouds.<\/p>\n
\u201cLook.\u201d<\/p>\n
I turn.<\/p>\n
\u201cLook.\u201d She points to the streetlamp.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n
Back two steps. She points.<\/p>\n
\u201cWhat am I looking at?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cThe rain.\u201d<\/p>\n
I catch the rain off the light of the streetlamp. White lines falling in and out of sight, like snow.<\/p>\n
The roar of the plane is like an echo and fades as we watch the rain falling in the light.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
\u201cI\u2019m going to miss her,\u201d I say as we walk home in the rain, our hands in our pockets. I wear a hood. She doesn\u2019t have one. \u201cDid you say goodbye?\u201d \u201cYeah.\u201d I trip and step in a puddle on … Continue reading