Rain

It's been raining so much that I'm surprised Baltimore isn't a pool already. It kinda panics me, in a very silly way. But I'm from California, so give me a break.

I do like the rain, though, when I can get over my semi-fright. It's what I had wanted London to be like when I went in the summer of '07. Instead of fog and rain, I got a deep suntan.
A suntan, in London, when normally I manage to stay out of the sun in California.

Awhile back, I bought a huge sturdy umbrella because in one week I had ruined two small umbrellas to the Baltimore rain and wind (one of those umbrellas had been bought in London, for one day of rain). I was waiting at the Johns Hopkins stop, berating myself for working one last day at the Career Center when I could've stayed in, and the rain beat down. And when I say beat down, I mean beat down.
A young man standing next to me was hunched over, trying to keep warm in his hoodie. He wasn't much taller then me (5'1) and he was extremely lithe. I noticed he wore a wedding ring.
So dare I offer?
I became more anxious before the rain really pounded and the shuttle wasn't in sight.
He became more soaked and hunched over.
Finally, I took a few steps and asked, "Do you want to share until the bus comes?"
What could it hurt? The guy looked miserable. And cute. With a huge gold ring on that ring finger.
"Yes, thank you," he said immediately.
"Did you forget your umbrella?"
"Umm, no. I actually don't have one."
And dumb.
It wasn't much longer that the shuttle finally arrived and he thanked me again.
"No problem," I said. " I just wish I had asked sooner."

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I will consider sharing my umbrella more often.