There is a sheet of rain between them and their hearts pound, hair suctioned to their cheeks, water droplets running off their fingertips.

Kiss her, he thinks.
Kiss him, she thinks.
“Goodbye,” he says.
“Goodbye,” she says.

And they turn away, the sheet of rain pouring down heavier than ever.

Jenna Gomes teaches English composition at the University of Dayton and sometimes writes a 50-word story in the middle of class if the inspiration hits. The secret is out.