The rain of fate
They had planned this trip for weeks and they were determined not to allow the weather to change anything. They had packed everything and filled up the car, persuading themselves that they would have the time of their lives.
The rain evolved from tiny drops to thunder and hail.
They were told to turn their lights on and be extra careful at the harbour, particularly when entering the ship.
The sea itself became restless.
“Maybe this isn’t such a good idea?” Matilda already began to worry. Perhaps destiny did not want them on that ship.
“It’ll be fine,” he replied.
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