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The rain was unrelenting and it was beginning to put me on edge. I had come to the beach for a sunny vacation and here I was, stuck in endless rain. I actually enjoyed rain for the most part, but this was out of control. If I had wanted rain, I could have stayed home. The beach had been calling my name for months and I was stuck in a never-ending loop of rain. I wanted the sun before my life was ending. I only had two days, seven hours and twenty-six minutes before I was being called back.
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5 responses to “Unrelenting”
Very sad! Not much time left to find a dry place to enjoy!
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There is always something out of our control that conspires to ruin holidays.
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Intriguing story, which left me wondering if this character was being called, to time travel, back to a world of snow and ice
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Drama seems to lurk behind the scenes in this one. Well done.
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Murphy’s Law says it is not going to happen 😦 Maybe there will be sunshine and blue skies in heaven…
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