Flash Fiction: One Raindrop

This story inspired by the Tuesday Picture Prompt:  Rainy Tuesday on Flashy Fiction, March 6, 2012.


Rainy Window

One Raindrop

Something wasn’t quite right.  He couldn’t put his finger on it, but in the back of his mind something was niggling at him, making him do that funny, one-eyed squint, head cocked slightly, waiting for the offending tickler to crawl out of his ear pose. Eons passed in those ten or so seconds, playing the waiting game with his brain, sure it would catch up.  Finally, it did, kick-started by the one lonely drop of water that sneaked and snaked its way inside his clothes to crawl slowly down his spine.  “Crap!” he thought.  “It’s raining.”


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