The Stevens had gone to dinner, on Saturday night. They were able to get a local girl in the neighborhood to babysit Tabatha.
It was a hot August day, and thunderstorms developed. Unfortunately, it was raining heavily by the time they had finished eating. They stood at the exit door to the restaurant and waited.
"I'm sorry I parked so far from the restaurant," said Darrin.
"Well, it's not your fault; it is a Saturday night," said Sam. "Say, maybe I can do something?"
"I've told you before, no witchcraft!"
"All right! We can just wait until the storm clears." At that moment, there was a loud clap of thunder. "Which might be a while!"
"Yeah, you're right!"
"Darrin, I've got a mad idea: Let's walk in the rain!"
"You're right, Sam, that's a mad idea!"
"Come on, Darrin, haven't you ever done that before?"
"Yes, I did-when I was 10 years old!"
"Well, you can pretend you're 10, again! Come on, it'll be fun!"
"No, I don't think so."
"Either we walk in the rain, or I use witchcraft!"
"Ok, since you put it that way, we'll walk in the rain!"
"That's the spirit! Just a moment."
She slipped her pumps off and picked them up. Then she opened the door and stepped outside. So heavy was it raining that she was soaked in just a few seconds!
"Come on in, the water's fine!"
He shook his head, but still managed a smile. "Might as well, I guess!"
He stepped outside with her.
"That's the spirit, Darrin! Let's go!"
The car was two blocks away, in an indoor garage. They got in and drove back home. The rain abated, on their way.
Tabatha and the babysitter were on the living room couch, watching tv.
"We're home," said Darrin.
The babysitter looked at them in shock. "What happened to you?!"
"We walked in the rain," said Sam.
Tabatha giggled. "Mommy and Daddy are all wet!"
Sam smiled. "Yes, we are, sweetheart!"
"Can I walk in the rain, too?"
"NO!" Sam and Darrin said together.
"It's time for bed, little lady," said Sam.
"Ok, Mommy." She ran upstairs.
"Thanks for babysitting, April."
"Anytime, Mrs. Stevens."
"How was Tabatha?"
"She was a little angel."
"Here," said Darrin, and he gave the girl a $10 bill. "Keep the change."
"Thanks, Mr. Stevens! Call me anytime if you need babysitting."
"We will."
She left.
"Sam, I hereby give you permission to use witchcraft-just this once!"
"All right."
She twitched her nose, and the two of them became dry once again.
"Let me go up and tuck Tabatha in bed."
"Ok." He put his arms around her. "Sam, the meal was great."
"Yes, it was."
"And I must admit, walking in the rain was fun!"
"I'm glad you feel that way!"
They kissed. She then went upstairs to tuck her daughter into bed.
