…Today’s like every other Chengdu day.
“Guys, should we go for a walk, around the block today?
Oh dear! It might rain, the clouds are so grey.
But hey, isn’t it like this here every day?”
Ten minutes into our walk, long, heavy drops landed.
R was asleep.
I peaked. We had the rain cover.
A few minutes later, many drops rushed down.
L was on the verge of sleep.
The plastic cover was that of the single stroller.
MacGyver and Bolt were summoned.
L fell asleep,
Just as the downpour turned into a drizzle.
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