Friday the thirteenth

To begin at the end; I had a normal enough day, didn't see any black cats. didn't walk through any ladders and opened my umbrella only outdoors. It was when I thought everything in the world was good with sun-licked daffodils and honey-coated sun beams that my friend said something to bring about the winds of change.

" Today like haven't rain hor?"

It was at that moment that the first fat drops of rain started falling unto the unmistakably and unusually dry ground. The sky darkened. Thunder clapped.

We were about to book out from camp.

" This rain seems like it could continue till tomorrow hor?"

Someone make him stop already.