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Rain

My grandfather passed away in the night.

At some point in the night, up with a sick baby, I noticed that it had begun to rain.

This morning when I woke up, it was still raining.

It’s kept up all day – soft rain, drizzling rain, the rain you hope for to water newly planted seedlings in. Gardener’s rain.

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