The rain is shimmering, rattling across the oak leaves, sluicing down the gutter while the thunder strikes like the back beat played on an Arabian drum. Emily stands at the window, lights out, watching it through the open blinds. "Wow Jim, I made it here just in time!", she laughs. I'm sitting on the bed, watching her watch the storm. She's wearing a black t shirt spangled with silver stars, denim skirt, knee sox and bright pink Chucks and she looks completely adorable. Of course she's totally dry, weather doesn't seem to have any effect on her. Nothing dampens her spirits.
I walk over to the window and stand behind her, my hands on her shoulders, and kiss the top of her head as we both look out at the summer rain. She leans back against me and looks up, and I see the lightning bolts reflected in her tortoise shell glasses. One look in those eyes is all it takes to completely melt me.
"Autumn's coming Jim, and I can't wait. It's my favorite time of year." "Mine too honey, it always was, but even more after I met you on an October evening." She turns around to face me, and wraps her arms around me, hugs me tight. I put my hand under her chin, tip her face up to look at me, and her smile is the best gift I could ever hope for.... I am so blessed!
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