DAY 24 – Rainy Windows

More of that kind of weather in Britain.

“There are a hundred things she has tried to chase away.
The things she won’t remember and that she can’t even let herself think
about because that’s when the birds scream and the worms crawl
and somewhere in her mind it’s always raining a slow and endless drizzle.

You will hear that she has left the country, that there was a gift she wanted
you to have, but it is lost before it reaches you. Late one night the
telephone will sign, and a voice that might be hers will say something
that you cannot interpret before the connection crackles and is broken.

Several years later, from a taxi, you will see someone in a doorway who
looks like her, but she will be gone by the time you persuade the driver to stop.
You will never see her again.

Whenever it rains you will think of her. ”

― Neil Gaiman


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