Rain drummed on the car. I watched the drops of water as they drizzled down the windows. They made lines that looked like a map a crazy map of roads that led nowhere. I could still see my brother’s yellow raincoat where he waited on the train platform. Soon, the train would come and take him away to college. We would wait there in the car until he boarded. The train took him away into the rain and the fog and the dark. It made me sad, so I tried not to think about it. Instead, I watched the rain fall. QUESTIONS IN THE COMMENTS