Jane thrust her bare toes into the late summer storm, dripping in curtains just past the porch. They lost the house, but still had the rain.
Love, love this one.
Very nice. Evocative.
Best one of these I’ve seen here. I wasn’t sure if you could really tell a story in such a short amount of space but this does it – there’s a present, an implied past, and hope for the future.
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