Puddles are everywhere. 

I saw a muddy puddle, and I ran toward it thinking I could breeze right through it the way a happy child does. Before I knew it, I was swimming for my life in its thick, murky water. It was almost over my head. 

Up until then the sun had been shining. 

I didn’t even see it rain. 

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