A Little Rain Page 21
by Dee Winter
“Thank you.” I say, staying seated. She clips a lead on to Sassy’s collar and out they go, closing the door behind them with a gentle clunk.
I don’t feel sad, but I know I’m crying, again. I put my other hand to my cheek and feel the warm tiny splashes, and through a little teardrop that now clings to my lashes, I am sure that I can see a little rainbow.