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THE DELUGE
A Brody Yarn

Thunder rattled outside, breaking windows. Rain lashed down bouncing up from the pavements. The heavy traffic splashed Brody as he battled the elements. He knew that he had to complete the assignment on time.

He was bedraggled and late as the bus to town struggled through the flooded streets. He alighted a stop early, put his hood up and paddled on. He wanted to impress her but things were not going well. He had been picked because he was usually reliable.

The park bench was empty but the pigeons were fighting for the sodden crumbs.

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