ThunderSun

Thundersun (CW34-2015)

Prompt: Start in thunderstorm and end in sunshine.

The rain was ferocious. Sarah could have drowned in the pool at College Avenue, just west of Bathurst. Meeting her soon to be ex-boyfriend, officially, in an overpriced bar. TOMS soaking wet.

“Jack! Let’s make this quick.” She said, looking for a place to park her umbrella. “I gotta go.”

“Go where? I was hoping we could spend some time together. Get a table. You’re always busy.”

“Well, we can’t. Besides, my creative writing class starts in 30 minutes.”

“What happened to us, Sarah?”

“Nothing happened to us. That’s the problem.”

The rain continued to pound the pavement, the umbrellas. As much as Sarah wasn’t looking forward to the short walk to class, she did not want to be in this bar with him anymore. She didn’t want to be anywhere with him anymore.

“Tell me what’s on your mind.” He said. Breaking into the internal conversation. Interrupting her admiration of the bartender with the short boxed beard and man bun.

“I don’t have time to tell you what’s on my mind. I don’t want to tell you. When I did, it didn’t make a difference.”

“That was then.” Jack said, taking her hand. “I’m a changed man now.”

Sarah casually replied, “It’s too late.” Looking through and beyond Jack, catching a glimpse of sunshine in the bartender’s eyes.

Feature Photo Credit: @thompsonlxs_ via Twenty20

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