Juliana by Vanda

Author:Vanda [Vanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780692727669
Publisher: New Sands Studio Press
Published: 2016-05-28T04:00:00+00:00

We walked down Fifth Avenue—Juliana was walking me back to Gimbels—when the sky went dark and a loud crash of thunder broke through the clouds.

“Oh, no, there’s gonna be a storm,” I shouted above the din. As I said the words, the sky opened. We ran for cover under a store awning, Juliana laughing all the way.

My heart pounded as another explosion of thunder burst into the air. I hung onto the pole of the awning as if it were my life raft, while Juliana took off her hat and shook the rain from her hair.

“Now, that was a surprise.” Her eyelashes sparkled with rainwater; her face glowed. I’d never seen anyone so happy to be doused in a summer storm. “You’d better take yours off, too,” she said, unpinning my hat and handing it to me.

Another crash of thunder and I screamed, hugging my pole.

“What’s the matter?” she asked.

I was so embarrassed. “I’m acting like a kid. You see, when I was twelve our house was hit by lightning. Well, it just hit the radio, but I was alone and it made a horrible sound and the radio went on fire and I was sitting right next to it and—”

“You poor dear.” She scooped me off the pole and wrapped her arms around me and pressed my head to her breast. My whole body felt momentarily safe and then the vibrations started, and I pushed myself away.

She fluffed out my hair with her fingers. “You don’t want to go back to work with your hair matted down.” I remembered a scene from some movie. A man and a girl met under the awning of a store while the rain poured down around them. Did they kiss? Probably not, if they just met. Still, a kiss in the rain somehow seemed right.

Soon others huddled under the awning with us, and Juliana and I stood a respectable distance apart staring straight ahead into the sparkling drops. The rain gradually changed from a downpour to a drizzle and when it stopped we walked the rest of the way to Gimbels.

“When will I see you again?” I asked as we stood outside the door.

“Maybe some time.” She started to walk down the street toward Seventh Avenue.

“Wait.” I ran after her. “We could have lunch again. Tomorrow. My treat this time.”

“I’ll be busy.” She stood at the corner waiting for the light to change.

“Then another day. You say when.”

“I’ll be busy. ”

“You can’t be busy every day.”

“Yes, I can. I’m working on a new act.”

“You didn’t tell me.”

“I guess that wasn’t on your list.” The light changed and she crossed the street.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.