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62 Rain

He wasn't sure how long he'd been standing in the rain. He wasn't sure how long she'd been standing in the rain. He wasn't even sure when it had started raining.

He was sure, however, that he'd never seen her hair loose. It was always braided down her back or draped over her shoulder, or maybe in a hundred little plaits all over her hair- but never down.

It was a strange shade. Something like a brown that didn't want to be brown and so it stole bits of black and red and spread them here and there. Soaked as it was it was darker, almost entirely black, falling down her back and just brushing her waist. Shorter bits of dark hair clung to the sides of her face, her lips and cheeks red from the cold.

She looked up to smile at him from where she stood and he realized he'd forgotten how to breathe.