Walk

It was a fairly cloudy Saturday evening when Rhea decided to take a stroll in her neighbourhood park. She walked past Jess, her amicable neighbour who was out in her garden, striding confidently down her long driveway towards her car. Rhea waved hello before continuing on her way. When she reached the entrance of the park, she threaded carefully around the posies in the community garden. Her trek around the park was cut short when it started to drizzle. It hadn't occurred to her to bring a brolly when she left, leaving her soaked. Trudging her way back home, wet shoes sloshing all the way, she realised it was probably a bad idea to leave her brolly at home.