Rainy Day with Sam and Bea
By
Amanda Borenstadt
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Copyright 2010 by Amanda Borenstadt
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Rainy Day with Sam and Bea
Bea flipped back her black hair and leaned over her notebook to add shading to the hat she'd doodled.
"Bea, it's raining."
She dropped her pencil and sprang up at the sound of Sam's words and hurried to join him at the open kitchen window.
Rain pinged as it hit Sam's bike, which was parked just outside the window. Drops pattered on the roof and somewhere out there it was trickling like the sound of a tiny brook. Sniffing the air- moist, sweet, and earthy, almost made Bea's mouth water.
"Rain." It was like a mystical phenomenon for the two friends who'd grown up in sunny California where the word "drought" was muttered ruefully every year."
"Yes!" Bea punched the air with a leap and knocked into Sam's skinny arm, jostling his cup of cola.
Sam licked soda off his thumb. "I'm going out."
"Wait for me," Bea said.
"You snooze, you lose. It might not last."
Three and a half minutes later, Bea sprinted down the front porch to join Sam on the concrete path which was darkened from the rain to a steely gray that matched the sky. She tipped her head back and let the raindrops pepper her cheeks, lips, and eyelids.
"You like the rain," Sam said with a note of skepticism, "but you have to get into all of that gear to go out in it?"
"I love the rain and I'm excited for an excuse to wear my new things." Bea looked down to admire her black raincoat spotted with little white lightning bolts and her matching rubber boots, which were tasting a puddle for the first time. Then she noticed Sam's bare feet. She giggled at him in his "Edward Scissorhands" t-shirt and shorts. "Aren't you cold?"
"Nope." When he shook his wet head, his blonde hair remained plastered down. "I'd run naked in the rain if I could."
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If you have not already read my fantasy novel, Syzygy, I hope you will. There you will join Sam and Bea on their extraordinary adventure with Finn, a member of the paranormal criminal gang known as the Fir Na Gealai. And I have loads more short stories and articles about writing at my blog. Please come visit me: http://afortnightofmustard.blogspot.com/