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It was raining heavily. It streaked her windows, and left every thing damp and miserable. But it wasn't the only type of liquid flooding. Inside a house, little Cindy cheeks were stained with tears, as she watched the rain fall from the window. Today had been absolutely horrible.
Finally, he kissed her. Maddie had been waiting for this kiss her whole life. It wasn't a family kiss, or a tiny peck on the cheek. It was some thing real. It brought fireworks to mind. She couldn't help but lift her leg, like in cheesy, romantic movies. All she could say when she pulled away was, a very fitting, very surprised, "whoa."
I don't what it is with him," I told Brenda, fiddling with my diamond necklace. "This isn't like him."
Brenda tried to be kind and sympathetic, but I could tell she was shaking her head and pursing her lips in her mind. She had been upset with him from day one. "Well, you know men," she said softly, "Always up to this or that."