They were whispering.
"Do you hear it?"
"What am I listening to?"
Smelling the air, "I love the smell of the earth. Its going to rain"
"You think?"
"Listen."
"What?!"
"The wind." Points towards the shrub. "The leaves."
"What?!"
"They are happy. They are eager. You
can hear their impatience."
A sudden burst of rain, a surprised laughter and a shriek.
"You yell like a girl."
"Well. We are getting wet."
"So?"
"Lets go."
"Lets stay."
A deep sigh and an affirmative smile to a pleading one.
"Achoo."
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