The Last Rainbow

The car engine was shut off; the only sound that could be heard was the swiping of the wiper blades and the sound of rain on the roof of the car. A small face was pressed against the window, eyes taking in the beautiful trees of the park. The woman in the driver’s seat leaned back in her seat. A puff of air escaped her lips as she let her lids close. The child climbed into the front seat; her head moved with the wiper blades. The woman opened her eyes and looked at the clouds that...