The rain was hard that night, like little daggers on the back of my neck. I made it to the overhang, drenched, and shook out my hat like a wet dog. Traffic moved begrudgingly in the street, the occasional horn breaking the murmur of engines struggling against repression. Despite the rain’s ferocity, people rushed this way and that, like insects threatening to be washed away.
There were several strangers with me under the overhang. Pedestrians taking cover from the weather; faces cowed and muted in the damp dimness, almost like they were hiding from the reality of their own existence. I nodded ingenuously, an acknowledgement of our shared, wet fate.
Within minutes the torrent had ceased, leaving the streets shiny in the moonlight. My short term compatriots went on their way, mysteries and enigmas better left unsolved.
Great short/flash fiction. I’m nominating you for the Versatile Blogger Award and linking to your blog. The post should be up tomorrow. Congrats! ❤
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Thanks, Sonya! Much appreciated! Someone else nominated me as well, but not sure if it’s the same award…will post about it as soon as I get on top of my uni work (or if I get bored with my uni work lol)
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Okay, no problem. I guess you can include us both! Feel free to link to my blog. 🙂 ❤
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I just saw the other nom – it’s the awesome blogger award, so different from your nom 🙂
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Oh cool! Ha…you got 2 different ones! Way to go and see, you’re still standing! Well deserved! 🙂
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Lol! 🙂
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