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I had always wandered what was beyond the abyss and how or planet in particular had its own gateway towards this knowledge and hadn't et explored it.
This was my chance to learn.
Just as I was about to let go, I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Hi!" I turned around to see where the warm greeting had come from. I met eye to eye with a slim woman around my age; although she didn't look it. Her flowing bleach blonde hair cascaded down her back the odd strand catching on her nose. Her clumpy mascara almost running down her face because of the rain and her carefully filled in eyebrows were raised each forming a perfect arch above her piercing green eyes that almost smiled on their own.
"Hello." I croaked my voice raw from not having spoken in a while.
"It's strange isn't it? The rain I mean." She spoke softly as she came and sat on the bridge beside me.
"It snowed once." I said dully staring straight forward, hardly able to look at the stranger next to me.
"I remember." She smiled "I made a snow man but-" she frowned and pointed upwards.
"Gravity." I said nodding, I glanced back at the woman's car the head lights blaring into the road and the wind screen wipers whirring in synchronism.
"Nevaeh." She said turning to me.
"Huh?"
"Nevaeh."
"Carim."
"That's a nice name."
"Yours too."
"Thanks."
We say in silence for a while, until Nevaeh breathed a deep breath grabbing my hand."
"Are you coming?" She said her eyes wide. "I'll give you a lift."
"I don't-"
Nevaeh cut me off "I said are you coming?" She said more determined this time.
"I'm sorry." I buried my head in my hands, "I just- I'm sorry."
That's when she started crying, floods upon floods of tears until I couldn't take it anymore.
"FINE." I shouted surprising myself as well as her. "I'll come with you."

After a while we arrived and my house and I stepped out of the car, it felt strange to feel the smooth concrete path under my feet and seeing my home again when I thought I never would was almost too much, I remember feeling the pinch of tears on my cheeks.
"Thank you." I turned to Nevaeh.
"No worries. Look," she paused pressing a small strip of paper into my hand "if you ever need someone."
She smiled solemnly and got into her car; she was gone, leaving only a phone number and the man she saved behind.

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