Remember me? We used to walk in the woods together and drive along with the window rolled down.
Now, you know I’m the last person to complain about a rainy day. Rainy days make for good writing. But, it’s been about nine days since you’ve hung out with me for any good amount of time, and I miss you.
The weather report said you weren’t coming back for “a week or so.” Was it something I said? I hope not. We need you as much we need this rain.
And really, I’m not complaining. It could be worse. It could be much worse, I know.
But come back soon, OK?
Until then, I’ll be at that spot you love—you know, down by the water where you play with Breeze?
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Photo ©2011 by Jen Payne