It looked like rain. The sky was gray. It was almost noon, but the sun was hidden by a gray blanket. It was cool. There were no birds flying anywhere. A couple of birds sat on the telephone wire. I was standing outside talking to Proud. We knew that it was probably going to rain shortly. A sudden breeze blew some leaves off a tree onto the sidewalk.
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