(Short Story) Waiting for the Dark Heaven

A gray afternoon filled my day in waiting for the evening with a glass of warm tea to relax, while I played fingers typing word for word short stories I wanted to post in steemit. Not cloudy filled the sky, tick tick tick the sound of rain that began to wet the tile.

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I was stunned at the thought of the clothes that I dry in the morning I had not taken, afraid of getting wet back by the rain. Immediately I spent tea that faithfully accompanied me and rushed to the back taking the clothes. That's my afternoon waiting for dusk in the overcast sky

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