I waited on the corner of Drake Street and Something. I shielded my eyes from the bright gray to see the paintings on the panes.

I waited a few feet from the corner of Drake Street and Something and could not see the rain puddles hug the curbs in passing.

I waited on the wrong corner of Drake Street. We all waited on the wrong corner of Drake Street. It was so quiet on the right street, we could have heard a pin drop into a rain puddle and rush ahead of us into the future.

I waited on the corner of Drake Street.