Rain part 1.

Rain part 1.

“ It is raining here,” she said. Watching the outside world from  her   bedroom window, the window panes were wet from the rain.

“ It is? “ he asked. 

“ Yes, “ she answered, “ rain, thunder, gusty winds and maybe some hails. The whole nine yards. We almost lost our maple tree.” Our maple tree, being the tree he planted three years ago, on the border of their property. “ To remind you, I’ll always be there for you,” he had said. 

“Are you alright? “ he asked. 

“ I am. “

“ And the tree?” 

“ Lost few branches. The wind whipped it up good. But at the last minute, the wind changed its mind, tearing apart the old oak tree next to it instead.“ 

“ It was a big rain then, “ he said.

“ Yes, it was.”

“ As big as, ‘our rain’?”

“ No rain nor storm, could be as big as ours, Jack, “ she said with a shy chuckle. From the blurry reflection on the still wet window pane she could see her cheeks had turn a little pink. The memory of that night always made her feel that way. Embarrassed, yet full of longing and wanting. 

*****

It was on their second date when it happened……,

          …….to be continue next week…….