The rumbling sound was clearly heard from inside the room. Geralt opened his eyes. He felt on his left side. The bed felt empty. He then felt the right side as well, but it felt the same.He frowned, then got up. Clara was not in bed, but when he turned, he saw Clara staring at the glass. Staring at the rain that had just fallen, wetting New York.
Geralt sighed in relief. He then got up to approach Clara, hugging her from behind.
“Why are you standing here?” Geralt asked.
“We can’t go back to New England now Geralt. All applications are canceled until the rain stops. Too much lightning,” Clara said.
“Sounds good. I’m stuck here with you,” Geralt replied.
“What about soccer practice? You have a match in a few days,” Clara became worried. “Because of me you can’t practice.”
Geralt didn’
