Disclaimer:This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.All rights are reserved.No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without prior permission of the copyright owner.----Beautiful pearls of rain were down pouring everywhere. I have always enjoyed and cherished the earthy smell of rain. The soothing comfort that used to calm my soul before, was now making me feel pain and restless as the grey clouds stretched over the rainy sky.I wish I had bought my favourite red umbrella. It was my favourite because it was a gift from my grandmother on my twelfth birthday.
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