http://slow.writerscafe.org/sunnyb1616 The original writings of author Feather en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776183198 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 The rain drops slid down the windows of the car, it was raining again. I haven’t seen the sun in three years, if it wasn’t pouring down rain it was still trickling. I drive this road every day; I have yet to see another living person. Three years and no one, it seems as if I’m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sunnyb1616/593368/ Its been raining for three years, towns are flooded, countries are flooded, everything is flooded. Its been a year since Susan saw another person, she is the only one left, or thats what she thought. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sunnyb1616/593364/