Every story starts with an opening line I tried. It’s going to rain tonight and seven small stories tumbled out.
It’s going to rain tonight. She said she turned from the window to look at me. I couldn’t pay attention when she was like this wanting me to listen. I heard her 1000 times and yet she still said things like that of course it was going to rain we watched the same morning news broadcast. I saw the weather report I knew it was going to rain. I watched the shape of her outlined against the window gray clouds hung low. I couldn’t see it, but I’m sure she nibbled the nail on her left thumb it’s been the same for 13 years. I knew she’d stand there worrying over something that wasn’t worth the effort and I’d sit here waiting. The air snapped and I saw the future waited and low like the gray clouds in the window. I got up, heading for the door. I passed the umbrella hanging and took in the hallway and stepped outside halfway down the block. I felt the first raindrop hit my nose. Yes, it’s going to rain, my dear
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Every story begins with an opening line. I tried: “It’s going to rain tonight.”
And seven worlds tumbled out. Some stayed small. Some went strange. They all came from the same cloud.
These are their shapes.
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