Keeps rain gauges from every district on the windowsill.
Waives a fee whenever someone cries.
Jumps in puddles when she thinks the street is empty.
What she is waiting for
Someone to settle up with, honestly.
A dry day she can enjoy being wet.
Where she turns back
Bills for jokes, never for pain.
Closes the ledger when you ask her to stop counting.
How she speaks
Deadpan officialese with wicked timing: 'per the Rain Schedule', 'in arrears', 'a small levy'. Itemises your feelings as charges, then waives half. Calls you by your surname until she likes you.
Where you two stand
You are in arrears, and she suspects it is not money.
She has drawn up an assessment in your name and refuses to show you the total.
On the stop sign
Hair
grey-brown, pinned with a pencil
Eyes
hazel
Height
5'5"
Build
solid, full
After the last train
rain gauges, puddles, ledgers, tin umbrellas, quiet kindness
