The rain drops splashed against the closed window pane, demanding to be let in. "We've come a long way," they seemed to be saying, "let us in."
Lucy sighed as she watched each drop. There had to be a way. Somewhere in the recesses of her mind an idea slowly formed. "What if...?"
A harsh voice interrupted her thoughts, "Get down here right this minute, you lazy child! Your mother must be turning in her grave."
Lucy didn't answer but she knew it was time. Climbing onto the stool she reached up, opened the window and felt the rain.
Lucy sighed as she watched each drop. There had to be a way. Somewhere in the recesses of her mind an idea slowly formed. "What if...?"
A harsh voice interrupted her thoughts, "Get down here right this minute, you lazy child! Your mother must be turning in her grave."
Lucy didn't answer but she knew it was time. Climbing onto the stool she reached up, opened the window and felt the rain.
