Does it ever stop raining in this town?
Posted in Fiction, Flash Fiction, Short story, Sunday Stories on September 25th, 2005 No Comments »
“It’s raining.”
“Yes.”
“Will it stop?”
“Eventually.”
“When?”
“Dunno.”
“Shit. So why do you like this town so much? All it ever freakin’ does is rain.”
“There are places in Africa where this would be proof of God’s beneficence.”
“God’s what?”
“Beneficence.”
“What’s that?”
“Kindness. Goodness. A helpful gesture.”
“Well, this isn’t helping me. If it’s from God, I think he’s saying this place sucks.”
“No. Beneficence. God […]
