Heavy rain pellets shimmer in the flickering neon lights. The wind grabs my scarf and pushes me back. Leaning forward I step into the crosswalk, hoping drivers are paying attention. The asphalt glistens and rainwater rushes along the curbs overflowing the gutters. Abandoned umbrellas tumble down the street.
My fingers, red and numb, fumble with the keys, finally the deadbolt clicks. What the…? Papers strewn across the floor, potted plants overturned…dirt scattered over furniture….Did feral cats break in?
Slowly savouring too-hot tea this morning, I had watched the faint glow behind the clouds gently hover, then bloom over the city.
I slid open the window pane. “Rain, wind. Storm warning is still….” I paused. These windows aren’t that big. I closed them partway. They’ll be okay.
How did these blankets get covered in dirt? The wind couldn’t have been that strong, could it? I’m doing laundry tomorrow anyway… I run the vacuum over the floor, the furniture, the windowsills, the blankets.
Nope, the bedding will have to be done. My whole body protests, tired from the day. I’ll just fold over the corners and rest a bit first. Oh, no. Potting soil everywhere. *Le sigh*. I strip the bed. Might as well gather the other laundry too….
Freshly cleaned linens! Is there anything better in the world? Sinking back into plush blankets and pillows…. Well, I love a rainy night…!
“I Love a Rainy Night,” by Eddie Rabbitt
Performance: Solid Gold
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