The lengthy state of idleness was bothering her. It had not rained in ages! She recalled the rainy days and missed the surreal hug of the raindrops as it trickled on to the ground.
Some dark clouds had gathered in the April sky. There would be more rains in her story, the old umbrella hoped.
Written as part of the Blogging from A to Z April Challenge – http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/