We were at the end of our hike when it started raining. We ran, long and hard, until it was laughable to think any part of us could still be dry.

We caught our breath under a tree and watched the downpour.

She unclenched her fist, let go of her collar, and walked out into the street.

“Where are you going?” I asked.

She shrugged. “Home.”

She smiled, and we walked. Rain everywhere. I took a deep breath of air filtered through a cloud. Occasionally someone sprinted past us, kicking up puddles.

But we weren’t going to get any wetter.

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