Rainfall. Gradually the sun shines through the clouds illuminating the rain, twinlking. Insects experience the drops as huge groundshaking powerslams crashing into the leaves of the plants they're sheltering under.
Calm; I watch. But just as suddenly as the rain came
El sounds --->
More rainfall, and a murder.
Thunder echoes as they pull the body out of the house and down the steps, strapped to a stretcher and in a body bag. The plastic wheels scraping and its metal frame banging harsh and jarring my ears.
My father asks me a question, but I do not hear him properly.
My mind is on other things, drifting away to thoughts of her.