3 sentence fic: April Showers

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She wakes to the sound of rain against the windows. Outside the flowering primroses and the late blooming narcissi will be grateful for the rain, as will be the tulips tucked safe inside their buds and the freshly sown leek and calendula seeds slumbering just below the surface of the rich compost. It’s early and so she snuggles back beneath the covers, warm and safe, soothed by the gentle pitter-patter of the vital spring shower.

 

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