We were all still sitting outside, chatting, when the first drop of rain splashed down on my hand.
More droplets came raining down, rushing us inside.
"Well, I suppose we Carson's should be getting home." Maya's mum said.
My mum shook her head. "Oh, won't you at least stay for desert?"
The Carson's agreed, and we found ourselves chatting and laughing in the living room.
Outside, the rain pounded down, and wind swept across the loch, stirring up large waves, which crashed against the land, bringing down weak chunks of the bank.
The rain continued on for hours, and didn't stop. Twenty minutes after the rain started, the dirt road was a mutilated stretch of mud.
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