As the rain fell, she walked on the footpath in a hurried place, desperate to reach her destination. She did not care that she is in rain without any cover. Why would she care when her loved one, her brother, was between the thhin line of life and death. That day she received a call from police informing her of the tragic accident that engulfed her last remaining family. She was calm midst the ongiong strom but inside was a different state that described in a word- chaos. Her mind processed and imagined a hundered different thoughts and imagination- sometimes blaming herself or her late parents for leaving them alone in this cruel world. She was in her mind fully engrossed, when she was pushed by an unexpected somewhat familiar person but a stranger neverthless. Her mind stopped, just processing what just happened. Then she looked up saw him in clearity that a person can clearly allow themselves amidst of rain.
He was tall, atleast taller than her brother and almost looked like a movie star. A word came through her mind -handsome. But then reality came crashing down on her. "Good evening uncle Chris." He was her late father's friend, maybe the only freind who came to check in on us siblings. "Where are you going in such wheather? "He didn't say hello or any greeting. He was always like that, straight to the point. She didn't know him properly as her brother did. He was just a familiar stranger to her but he cared. She was suddenly reminded of her destination and explained,"uncle, my brother met with an accident. I didn't mean to bump into you but i was in hurry. I should get going now." He cursed to himself but briskly walked forward and said,"i knew he was somewhat of an idiot but i will go with you. It's not safe to go alone, Irene."