"Take care now. And be safe on your walk home." Tom waves at me from behind the counter.
I declined his offer to give me a ride back. I want to feel the cool night air on my skin again and feel alive. And think.
I wave back at him and smile. I love this guy. He's like the grandfather I never had.
The door closes behind me with a jangle and I take a deep breath. Ice fills my lungs. It wakes me up.
Luckily, the signal had already turned green. It's turning yellow as I get to the curb. Then the walking sign glows on the opposite side. And I set my foot upon the blacktop.
A rush of air. A black shadow. The smell of gasoline fills the air.
I feel a presence behind me and whisk around.
But I don't have a chance to catch a glimpse of whoever is behind me.
ESTÁ A LER
Rain Catcher
ContoAs rain falls, I collect it in my palms. One drop at a time. Unbeknownst to me, my feelings for you slowly collected, drop by drop, until it overflowed, bathing me in emotions. How many drops will it take for us to fully realize our true feeling...
