The Pouring Rain

" It's not far..." She offered after they walked for 10 or 15 minutes nodding to the road ahead of them as the rain started to fall with a decided intent.

"Just around this bend and …" she motioned to the building as it came into view.

Not so much a house but what had once clearly been a roadside Inn and Tavern that had aged well but maintained if only just. Built on the side of a road that seldom saw travelers these days.

" Best to hurry or …" She started to say but there was a crack of thunder and the rain suddenly came down in a roar. Any hope that some part of her could be kept dry was dashed in the sudden downpour.

" Well sh**..." She announced her voice lost in the falling rain.

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