Elation

She called herself an antaryami, the one who knows things not known to anyone else, the one who can predict the future.

Then it started to rain. We didn’t have an umbrella with us because I had insisted we wouldn’t need one. She looked up to the darkening sky and whispered, "Guess we are going to get wet in the rain today because of you. Look at the tar-black sky! And those big, dark clouds moving.”