Into The Dark

 

Into The Dark

 

It was a dark and stormy night as Bob stood in the doorway.  Coat collar was turned up and hat drawn down against the slashing gusts.  His gaze would travel up and down main street, ending at the bright lights of the diner across the street.   This time his eyes focused on the little stream falling off the canopy over his head. 

 

The awning had been built in such a way, that the rainwater would flow across out off the awning’s edge.  Bob followed the drops across the canopy as they gather to form a stream rolling off the edge of the awning.  With a loud ker splat the rivulets spattered on the sidewalk, rolling across the walk to the curb and down into the gutter. 

 

Here the water droplets disappeared, the storm gutter was swollen with the stormy rain of the evening.  Bob let his mind wander and follow the storm water down the gutter to be swallowed by the storm sewer.  Bob let his mind’s eye gloat along with the water. 

 

Disappearing into the grate of the storm sewer, the splashes would give way to the roar of the micro flood in the sewer collector.    The water was racing down the h ill to get to the river first.  Bob watched the water traveling at breakneck speed.  Soon the drain would open up into a gully, for the rest of its journey to the river. 

 

The town was built on a rise overlooking the river, but the water flowed away from the river.  The gully took the water on a long journey to the river of over a mile.  Once the river swallowed the gully water, it was a U-Turn.  For now the water would flow downstream, passing by the docks just below the town. 

 

Bob’s mind eye wanders back up to main street, leaving the rushing water behind.  Through half closed eyes, the lights of the diner were a dim glow. 

 

It was a dark and stormy night as Bob stood in the doorway watching the street lights reflect off the shine main street.