Another Rainy Day (one shot story)
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Complete Sun, Sep 16, 2018
'There she was' . . .I said in my mind as I found her, she was staring at somewhere and was about to cry. That was the first time I met her. . . .
And it was raining that day.
Years passed and I met her again. . . .
and that happens on
Another Rainy Day....
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