Story 37
The Person in the Rain
One rainy day, I saw an old man standing still under his umbrella.
I went up to him and asked,
âIs something wrong, sir?â
He looked at me with concern and said,
âShouldnât I be asking you that? What are you doing out here without an umbrella?â
âŚBut the truth is,
I was only letting the rain wash the blood off me.