“On hindsight, your idea of putting up umbrellas was a wiser decision,” Brian admitted good humoredly. Sarah smiled.
Brian had wanted to put up kites. But the decorating team had vetoed against. Good thing they did, though Brian had sulked for days on end.
Today, was the first day of the street festival and the floodgates of heaven had opened. Visitors caught in the unexpected rains were silently thanking the colourful umbrellas perched high up.
“I still have one left from the lot. Care for a coffee?” Sarah asked.
Under the yellow umbrella started a brand-new love story.
PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson
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