This is a tiny little piece. A drabble of sorts? A big thank you to my BETA: daruth!
This is for MrsSmeagol.
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She can't take her eyes off him; this is how it has always been. Rain is pouring down around them but neither seem to notice, or if they do - they don't care. She is watching the rain slide off his hair, drip off his nose and chin, I am too.
I push her gently towards him; she is so lost in him, that she doesn't even notice. He automatically places his hands on her lower back; at the same time she reaches up and winds her arms around his neck. It comes naturally for them.
There is no pulling back now; there is nothing to get in the way this time.
When they finally pull away, she glances around the park we are standing in. I wonder if she can feel me, standing just a few feet away. I wish, all of a sudden, she could see me.
He takes her hand, and tells her they should go. It's cold, after all. The moment they reach his car the rain stops, and the three of us look up, and watch as the sky slowly clears... A rainbow, the sign of promise, is now streaked across the evening sky.
I finally feel true peace. My sister would be okay now.
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The End.