it rained

When I was 13, I was living at my grandmother's house. One afternoon it started to rain while I was walking to the mailbox to check the mail. I was in a bright orange robe that my mom had bought me. As the rain fell and the light changed, I became energized and started dancing in the rain. I was moving jumping twirling in the drive way with such energy, the cool rain fell on my eyes, down my face soaking my hair. It was a thrill.

Ten minutes later I went inside. Thirty minutes later the cops knocked on the door. "The neighbors called about someone running around outside your house in an orange robe."