Cyber 28

Iris

It was almost like we had never been away. Almost.

Maggie's house looked exactly the same as it had when we had left. The only difference was then it had been warm and now, as the cab pulled down her long drive, there was a steady sheet of rain falling from the low hanging grey clouds.

“Maggie!” Violet’s excited squeal echoed around the confines of the back of the cab as we finally pulled to a stop. Smiling, I wiped my hand over the glass. Maggie stood at the bottom of the wide steps that lead up to her porch. Her wide smile put any doubts about my welcome at ease. The old lady looked good. There was no cane in sight.

Violet squealed again, and throwing open the door, she launched herself into the rain. Her booted feet squelched as she sprinted around the car as fast as she could. I would have been mad if it wasn't so nice to see.

Slower, I made my way from the back, clutching our small overnight bag in my hand. The rain that plastered my hair to my head felt good after so many