One More Rainy Day

                Cold rain gushes on the face and trickles under the collar. Rainwater squishes in the gumshoes, the clothes cling to the body. It is kind of silly to go outside in a nasty cloudy day like that without an umbrella. A rare being would walk around a deserted park in such  weather instead of sitting at home under a blanket with a cup of tea and watching a favorite TV-show. Cars roar and music hums somewhere beyond the park. Sounds seem very familiar, maybe it is The Rolling Stones or Red Hot Chili Peppers.

                A young boy runs past. He tries to draw up the red hood almost to his nose with one hand and wraps a transparent plastic bag with oranges inside with the other hand. For a moment citrus fragrance smacks through the smell of the wet ground. After a few seconds the boy disappears around the corner that leads to the exit from park’s territory. At this moment, a lightning flashes through the dark louring sky, a thunder-blast deafens  a signaling driver’s horn . A frightened white cat bounces out of the bench with the tail between the legs and hides somewhere in the hedge of rose bushes. I accelerate my steps to  get home sooner and not to get  pneumonia.  

                Already near the gate the rain stops as suddenly as it started. Music freezes and roar of the traffic disappears. In an instant, the town immerses into calmness and silence.