What a VacationThe rain was fairly steady, landing with a half-hearted plop any time it hit a puddle. The cars that sped along the road didn't seem to mind it in the least bit; on the contrary, they rather enjoyed flinging sheets of water across the shoulder before zooming off, the passengers inside glancing behind in a rather puzzled way. They were never quite sure, but each had the notion that there may have been two rather sodden figures that were caught in soaking. Being very intent on making it as quickly as they could to point B, however, the notion was quickly discarded. Only one car actually took the time to stop, pulling onto the shoulder that was
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