The sun rose clear and strong and bright. The sky was blue and so were the clouds, blue like the sky and the clouds over the ocean on a sunny day.
As the morning went on the air grew humid and the clouds changed and drifted away. I was restless, and did not know what to do. I settled on washing some dusty bedspreads and cleaning the house.
I rode into town around noon for some errands, and wondered whether my friends would call me. I thought they must be happy today, like the weather, and busy like the clouds.
I hoped the right time would come to see them again.
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