Chapter One: A Lonely Shower
The rain fell so rapidly as I looked out the window. The way is streamed across the glass always reminded me of tears. And yet the pattering from the droplets hitting the glass as reminded me of a serenity. Looking on as I sigh, I know it could be better. Yet as the rain falls I feel like if it ends my sadness only returns.
Looking through the glass, a women walked by in the distance. She didn’t seem to be in a hurry. The rain hit over her yet not a single thing about it worried her. She seemed at peace. Why not run in it? Why not hurry? I get a good look at her face and see that she is so lovely.
Picking self up I head to my kitchen. A warm cup of tea will lift my mood.
It wasn’t long after I set the pot that is started to boil. My mind had been lost. I was in such a mood. Waiting for it to brew gave my mind such a clutter. Yet as I closed my eye her face came into view. I kept my eyes shut tight and looked at her again. I almost felt a happiness.
Picking up my tea I take a long sip. It had been so long that a warmth filled me. I want to see her again.
Shortly after the rain fall I decided to take a walk. Looking around outside was always a thing I liked to do.
The tree were bright in the lush. They were so beautiful I took my steps in slowly. After all I had time.
The wind blew around and a slight chill lingered. Even so the day was returning. As I made it into town people were already about. I looked at every face a my heart began to flutter as I looked to see her again.
Making a more hasty step I wandered into a crowd. It was so lively yet to me it was just a crowd. A felt so silly trying to find her. I wish I could go without such silliness. I feel so frustrated now.
The park felt like such a better place to be. Gathering my though as I managed to find a dry seat I thought of were a I am to be such a wreck. I grabbed my pad and pen and began to jot down some ideas. I swam in my thoughts make one letter at a time. Romance began to fill it I wanted to quit but just decided to write.
I turn to see the face I am looking for.
“Sorry to look over your shoulder. I was just curious to see what you were writing.”
It’s not a problem. I always enjoy having a reader.
“I see. Then are you a writer?”
“If you don’t mind, can I sit here?”
She looked so sweet. I want to say no. There had to be another bench for her to sit. My never seen are exploding. But my heart says yes. In all of my thoughts the only thin I could do is say yes.
“Yay! This was the only bench that wasn’t wet.”
It was a bit awkward at first. Writing to myself with someone here made me nervous. Yet it was more nerve wrecking to have her eyes on me. Her mindless questions some how did the opposite though. When stopping to answer her questions I felt that I cloud relax.
By the time I finished a let her read the whole thing. It was lovely having her smile at the end. She got up so suddenly though after the sun came out. Yet instead of relief I felt a bit down.
I looked up to see her smiling.
“My name is, Evie.”
My heart fluttered as I reached to grab her extended hand.
“Dawn, is it?”
She grabbed my hand and held it tight.
“If life permits it, let me read again.”
I felt my heart ping. But before a proper answer came to my mind; she said goodbye. I felt good. So much that I will write here again. From this lonely shower I found a good friend.
I lay on my bed after I sat in the bathtub. It was the best I have felt in my many years. Evie had such a playful enthusiasm. I really loved her. But as duty calls I must continue to write as deadlines are coming soon.
My mind wandered in darkness of the night. I saw a beautiful dream as let my eyes stay closed. I woke up in what seemed like minutes. Horror struck me as my mind raced. Two hours had passed since I laid down. I need to gather my notes and writing and get this book done.
I rushed out of bed; however, in my own flash of bliss I slow down. Remembering her words of haste made me wonder why I do pressure myself. I’ll take my time and slow down.
I looked outside again. The clouds were back. A slight drizzle came down. But in my mind It was just as nice. I’ll wait until tomorrow and do it just right.