OUT OF THE RAIN — 25 words, 158 chars
The drenched pair eyed the unrelenting storm.
Resigned, he asked, “Coffee?”
A smile. “Don’t you just hate rain?”
The puddles dried. They were still there.
Short URL: http://sachachua.com/blog/p/2189The drenched pair eyed the unrelenting storm.
Resigned, he asked, “Coffee?”
A smile. “Don’t you just hate rain?”
The puddles dried. They were still there.
Short URL: http://sachachua.com/blog/p/2189