The rain came down like god’s tears agreeing with hers. Boisterous winds clamoring outside, shook the room where she huddled in one corner, holding a picture frame while the waters rose. He left to find help an hour ago. Her heart refused to believe, yet she knew, if he could, he would’ve return.
The water rose consuming everything in sight, reaching her neck, splashing cold in her mouth. For twenty years they lived here, made a life, a home. Resigned to her fate, she surrendered to the waters just as a voice broke into the downpour’s intensity. “I’m back Helen!”
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