Story Saturday

Gold Fountain Pen
Stories in under 500 words.

She sits on the fountain watching the rain drip onto the surface. Each droplet exhales a ring of ripples and she throws in a penny just to give them some more company. Someone should have some, at least. Unlike those around her, she is glad for the rain. She has nowhere to go, but the people rush past, eyes forward. None of them know her. None of them see her. But she wants to see them all.

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