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January 2, 2008

When It Rains

The girl stared out between the cold iron bars on the window and watched the darkening sky. She felt herself grow angry at the clouds overhead. She knew the rain was coming. She hated rain. He stayed home when it rained. Rain kept him from hunting. Soon the door would open…

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