At the picnic after the parade, while vets still in pieces of once-better-fitting uniforms hugged and slapped backs, laughing or whispering recollections, my cousin Brian sat at a table away from everyone drinking two sixes of Miller he’d lined up in columns of two, holding each one up in front of him before he chugged it down. 236 more words
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In the distance dark clouds huddle together adding menace to the growing wind that rouses leaves and petals from their midday slumber. Far off rolling rumbles summon me, and with open arms I welcome the oncoming storm, standing firm as gentle kisses soon escalate to savage blows, the ensuing battering a reprimand that whips my body with fearsome disregard for its fragility. 100 more words
Thunder and lighting rent the sky as the villagers watched with hope gleaming in their parched eyes.
At the first sight of the beautiful raindrops, they rushed out of their homes, filling the air with their joyous voices and their mouths upturned to receive the first showers of the season. 112 more words