The Rain Fell and I Didn’t Want to Leave the Car
It had been raining all day. The kind of steady, rhythmic drizzle that softens the world, blurs the edges, makes everything feel like a memory. I had just parked outside the house, keys in hand, groceries on the seat beside me. But I didn’t get out. I just sat there. The rain tapped gently on the windshield. The wipers had already stopped. The