When I saw the young men, dressed in black and mounted on bicycles, from the opposite side of the intersection
My first thought was that they must be Mormon missionaries;
Who else but someone with a mission from God would be riding in such a downpour?
I figured they’d been sent to ask us to turn away from our sins, to repent so God would stop the rain from falling some time before we reached the forty days/forty nights mark.
As we drew closer, I saw they were teenaged boys wearing black hoodies, riding unhelmeted and unhatted
With no protection from either the weather or the dangers of the road
And instead of being on a mission of redemption
They were splashing at high speed through the inches deep puddles along the roadside bent on a reckless quest for air, water, and thrills

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