I had been standing there for the past 25 minutes. Maybe more. The time didn't matter anymore—the wait did. Cold raindrops kept pelting down as if the sky had its own heartbreak to cry out. My shoes were soaked, the hem of my jeans was drenched, and the umbrella I held above my head trembled with the wind’s fury.
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