Chrysalism

The thunderstorm was coming. There were growling, ominous dark clouds gathering above, looming over us, howling, crying, warning, baying like a wolf into the night. The first crack of lightening rent the air and within seconds the rolling boom of the thunder reverberated overhead. The boughs of the trees swayed in the strengthening gust, surrendering their fall leaves without a fight. Soon the rain fell, slow to start, splattering the sidewalks haphazardly. Then it fell as if from buckets, cascading like a waterfall from the heavens. It pounded on the roof as if it were demanding entrance. The violent unforgiving wind raced through the streets and the clatter of loose roof tiles could be heard from above. The rain lashed down, torrential and unforgiving. Newspaper blew along the street and umbrellas turned inside out.

A drop of rain, carrying years of shattered hopes and promises.Today, three years after he had said goodbye, she still remembered how he first held her hand as the morning sun spilled its faint glow over the city and also, how he walked away holding hands with another woman in the pouring rain. The time her face was spattered with raindrops again, almost drenching her hair, was when she realized how the water clenched to her skin for it knew what she’d been through.

Now as she sat down, she could hear the beat of the rain against the window and looking out could see, through the curtain of water, the dimmed lights of the sprawling city. On a clear night the view was awe-inspiring, but on this night her only thought was to complete her work with some hot coffee and to return to the warmth and comfort of her own room.

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