Rhythm and rain
April 4, 2014They woke to the sound of falling rain, and it made their warm bed’s gravitational pull even stronger than usual.
I’m not ready yet, he said, and he reset his alarm clock, changing the day’s whole rhythm. The minutes slid by like drops down the windowpanes, and they slept again, the blankets muffling all the worries about what would come later. The light seeped into the room, revealing all the cracks between the two of them and the world outside.
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