Riding along in the morning, I watched the lumps and bumps of the clouds’ gray edges. Though it looked like there ought to be, I knew there wouldn’t be any Rain. After all, I had said out loud to no one in particular – stay away, rain. So, of course, it would. The idea that the more »
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