“Rain!” Simmons barks.
“Sorry sir?”
“A funeral needs rain! It looks better on the evening news.”
John is the Mayor’s “fixer”.
He feels more like a punchbag: given impossible tasks, slapped down when he inevitably fails.
The sky is stubbornly blue.
Not one cloud.
“Can’t fix the weather,” he whispers.
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