Sudden September Rain
The deluge came hard and fast. Georgina had stepped out to pick up a handful of groceries at the corner store when the torrents of rain began to pummel down onto the bare street. She eyed the slanted waves through the window of the store as she paid the cashier. The rain was expected but she figured she could slip out without an umbrella as the skies had been threatening all day and not a single drop had fallen.
She stood at the open doorway of the store, beneath the vinyl overhang, waiting for the rain to let up. She glanced over at the Chinese cashier.
“Umbrella. 10 dollar,” he chimed, pointing to the white plastic bucket of cheap black umbrellas.
She smiled politely at him just as she felt someone brush against her.
“Excuse me,” he said.
Georgina looked up. It was him. Her heart pulsated. They exchanged quick, awkward glances like they always did when they passed each other. She never had the nerve to say anything and he typically seemed to be in a rush.