As the rain drops fell hard and constant, she stood letting each drop land on her. Because it was early fall, the temperature was still fairly high and the raindrops felt warm to her skin. She didn’t care about the looks she was receiving from the umbrella holding passersby. In her mind she believed that she knew something they didn’t.
Here face looked up toward the sky; with a smile she closed her eyes. It was the first time in months that she was able to crack a smile on her face. She had waited for this moment, even if it would only be brief.
Though the sky was grey and cloudy, it felt to her as if the sky took away the clouds that filtered her thoughts. The clarity she was now feeling, she could not but hope it would last forever, but she knew it was on to remain momentarily.
No one she knew was aware that her mind was flooded with clouds, because she was a master masker. Her mother had taught her well. Because she was such a great masker, she lived with her pain alone. If only her mother knew of the cost.
Just as she was beginning to enjoy the clarity of her mind, the sky cleared and her mind started to return to its cloudy mess it was. At that moment she let her head drop, and she let out a deep sigh, and she realized that she was still standing in the same place where she was, only now she stood dripping wet. For the first time in a long while, her thoughts matched her appearance.