An English Love Story
The rain hit the cobbled street hard and ran in rivulets down the hill. It made a loud ringing sound on the corrugated tin roofs of the houses that merchants and street performers were hiding under. The rain was fast, there was no warning, and only a clap of thunder and then the storm came. The sky was gray and the street urchins who play in the alleys and sit on the corners are all hiding from the storm. But not Richard Lancaster, he was safe in his carriage on the way to meet the love of his life.
