there’s gotta be more!

Every third week of October, our town celebrates the Masskara Festival, a week full of merry-making activities wherein the locals wear happy masks, don colorful costumes and dance on the streets. It is a well-attended celebration despite the bad weather that usually accompanies it.

Today though, we missed the usual rains. For a change, the weather was pleasantly warm and clear, and there was nobody parading around looking like drowned, grinning rats. I feel it was our best festival yet. . But apparently, not everyone felt the same way.

“Yes,” she said impatiently, looking up the clear, blue skies “but when’s the rain coming?”