My mind began thinking on its own, and my fingers tingled at the imaginary touch of an impossibly soft, cloud white material once again. What the hell was this? I'd been going through these weird visions since my mother died and it didn't help my hidden grief. I walked on down the streets of downtown LA, past the shopping plaza, cafes, and other things I didn't pay attention to. My eyes found the sky and I frowned when a cloud covered up the sun. Dark clouds. Rain clouds.

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