But I ignored the water hitting my feet as I checked the directions on my phone. The rain came down steadily, but at least it wasn’t in sheets.Ĭould have been better, I was in sandals. That seemed so long ago and like yesterday. Something he adored.īefore walking down the steps, I pulled out the compact umbrella Jeremy had given me the first autumn we were in New York, two years prior. They’d been short staffed, so he offered to work his weekly hours out here rather than in Manhattan at the Middle School Community Center, where he worked with grades six through eight kids. Then again, it had taken me three trains to get out to Flushing, where Coop was volunteering this week. With the sun shining, the temps would have been perfect. Granted, we were only two weeks into the new semester and it was barely past Labor Day, but it had been positively chilly. The rain rolled in like it had just been waiting for me to appreciate the cooler temperatures. Well, it had started out a beautiful day. It was a beautiful day to take the subway out to Queens.
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