This post is part of the March 2012 Blog Chain at Absolute Write. This month’s prompt is “rainy days.”
Mikey sighed. Maybe the science channel and the encyclopedia had let him down; maybe there wasn’t something unusual and mysterious under every rock. But, darn it, he’d come close and it hurt bitterly to have to go back home, back to Dave, empty handed. There’d been a whisper of truth in all of Elliot and Natalie’s leads–the giant worm hole that was really a drainpipe, the mystery whirlpool caused by the school sprinkler system, the tree shadows that looked like a man–but none of them were even close to the unexplainable phenomenon he’d promised to bring back to his know-it-all brother.
“You don’t think that, maybe we might be able to find some more leads, do you?” he said.
Elliot rubbed his neck. “Maybe later, Mikey. It’s getting kinda late, you know, almost dinnertime.”
“Yeah, maybe later,” Natalie said. “Come on, Mikey, we’ll ride you home.”
The quickest way to Mikey’s house led through downtown—or, more accurately, behind downtown. In small, rural places like that, downtowns were often only a single street, fading into the surrounding residential neighborhoods. There was a wide, muddy alleyway behind the shops, many of which had closed and been boarded up, that neighborhood kids would sometimes use as a shortcut; on an impulse, Mikey darted his bike in, followed closely by his friends.
There hadn’t been so much as a cloudburst for weeks, so the alley was dry and hard packed, save for a damp spot behind the old hardware store. As Mikey sped through, he felt a light dusting of raindrops on his face. Letting his pace slack a bit, he looked up; the sky was as warm and bright and clear as it had been when they left the school.
“Hold on a sec!” he cried, bringing his bike to an abrupt stop.
Elliot and Natalie pulled up behind him. “What’s the matter?” he heard one of them say.
“It’s raining here,” Mikey said. “Feel the drops? Like just before it starts to pour, when it’s all gray out?”
Natalie stepped forward, arms outstretched; her hands came away slightly damp. “Yeah, I can feel it!”
“Me too,” Elliot said, looking up. “And not a cloud in the sky! Where d’you think it’s coming from, Mikey?” he said. “Mikey?”
But Mikey was already running toward the old fire escape, on the back of the hardware store. He charged up, heedless of his friends’ calls. The roof was paved with gravel, and a few rusty chimneys stuck up here and there, but the whole was bone dry. Looking out over the rest of the block, he couldn’t see any clouds, any standing water, any leaking pipes. There didn’t seem to be anywhere that the water could be coming from.
“It’s rain from nowhere,” he said, climbing down. “That’s what it is. We were running all over town looking for it, and here it is right under our noses: water from nowhere.”
“You mean…” Natalie said.
“Look for yourself!” Mikey cried. “It’s not coming from anywhere!” He did a little dance among the light, misty drops. “This is it! We’ve found our unexplainable mystery!”
Check out this month’s other bloggers, all of whom have posted or will post their own responses:
Bogna
Ralph Pines
Nissie
Lyra Jean
Domoviye
magicmint
areteus
julzperri
hillaryjacques
Turndog-Millionaire
AFord
pyrosama
Tomspy77
J. W. Alden
March 5, 2012 at 4:32 pm
Interesting. Have they lived underground all their lives?
March 5, 2012 at 6:07 pm
They’re not underground now! So no 🙂
March 5, 2012 at 10:24 pm
What a lovely snapshot of an adventure. It reminds me of a fantastical Stand by Me or Goonies. 🙂
March 6, 2012 at 5:05 pm
Thanks! That’s totally what I was going for.
March 6, 2012 at 11:11 am
Yeah, I love te details you have described. Made the world pop and feel full, even though it’s suh a short piece. You plan on doing more with these characters?
March 6, 2012 at 5:05 pm
They are actually the stars of a 50,000-word novel! My very first NaNoWriMo in point of fact. You can read the very beginning here if you’re interested.
March 6, 2012 at 11:43 am
Great youthful and fun! The POV and language matched the age of the characters, nice job. I’ve actually experienced rain from nowhere before. Not a cloud in the sky and in an open field even.
March 6, 2012 at 5:02 pm
Perhaps the rain came from the same place!
March 6, 2012 at 7:36 pm
Ohhh, that’s a cool concept! And I second the Goonies comment, the flow and narrative really transported me back. 😀
March 7, 2012 at 11:17 pm
Nice little read! The adventurous desire of the characters comes across really well, I felt like I was right behind them. 🙂
March 8, 2012 at 3:51 am
very quaint 🙂
Really like your description and the flow is good. Takes me back to the rare hot summers we had in Yorkshire and playing out in the rain when it finally came
Matt (Turndog Millionaire)
March 16, 2012 at 11:35 am
I imagine finding a mysterious dry spot would be more of a Yorkshire adventure, huh?
March 8, 2012 at 7:40 pm
I loved reading this! The idea I found really interesting, my favourite part was the relationship between the characters and their excitement at the end.
Great work =D
March 9, 2012 at 6:16 pm
This piece really grabbed me. I love the setting and how the characters aren’t longing for the big city. Which I find very cliche. I love the dance on the hardware store roof.
March 12, 2012 at 3:16 pm
Looks good, I enjoyed reading it.
March 14, 2012 at 11:35 am
I enjoyed it too. I’d would turn the pages for this.
March 16, 2012 at 9:08 am
Orion- WOW. Every line in this story kept me gripped and ready for the next line. You’re writing is wonderful and lovely to follow. I love the bit about the science channel – it’s one of my favorite channels 🙂
Anyway, super bravo! Definitely looking forward to reading more from you.
Best
R
March 16, 2012 at 11:34 am
Thanks! I was trying to be generic, but it turns out there really is a Science Channel 🙂
March 16, 2012 at 9:24 pm
How fun! Would love to read some of their adventures. 🙂