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Let It Rain

Written for Thursday Inspiration #328 –
“Bad Idea Right?” and for Fandango’s
Story Starter
FSS #251. Here’s my response.

For this week’s Thursday Inspiration, Jim Adams asks us to respond to the challenge in any number of ways. I have chosen to feature a story and song about ex-lovers getting back together, even if it’s just for the night. The opening line is provided by Fandango for his story starter challenge.

Image by Me & ChatGPT

He kept checking his phone and email, hoping she would make contact. The Jason Aldean poster watched him from the wall, silent witness to too many lonely nights. His guitar hadn’t been touched in weeks.

Then, at 11:47 PM, her name lit up the screen.

I’ve been thinking.

Three words. He set the phone down, picked it up again, heart hammering against his ribs like a summer storm rolling in off the Tennessee hills.

So have I, he typed back. Come over.

The drive took her twenty minutes. He spent every one of them on the edge of that bed, turning his pendant over in his fingers, rehearsing nothing because no rehearsal would matter once she was standing in the doorway.

And there she was.

Hair down, eyes tired but open …. really open …. the way they used to be before all the words that couldn’t be unsaid.

“I’m not promising anything,” she said quietly.

“I’m not asking for promises.” He crossed the room slowly, the way you approach something wild and beautiful that might bolt. “Just… let it rain, darlin’. All of it. Everything we been carrying. Let it wash away.”

She looked at him for a long moment, reading the map of his face.

“You think it’s that simple?”

“I think,” he said, voice low and rough, “that we’ve been standing in a drought so long, we forgot what it feels like to just let go.

His hand found hers in the amber lamplight.

Outside, as if the world had been listening, the first drops tapped against the window …. slow, then certain, then a sweet and steady pour washing the dust off everything below.

She stepped into him.

The guitar on the wall, the city lights bleeding through the rain, the long way home …. all finally found again.

NAR©2026

This is “Come A Little Closer” by Dierks Bentley

Many thanks to Jim Adams for this week’s inspiration and to FSS. Thanks to you all for stopping by for a look and a listen.

That’s all she wrote, kids.

See you on the flip side. 😎

Everything on The Elephant’s Trunk was created by me, unless otherwise indicated. Thanks for your consideration. NAR©2017-present.


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