The Tumbling Leaves

The wind was howling outside, the dogs barking. When the dogs stopping barking was worse. It was quiet and with the quiet you could hear the leaves being blown off the trees. The leaves tumbling across the yard. The soft rustling sound they made as they made their way to the concrete. You listened as the cars drove by, as if they couldn't hear everything going on. As if they couldn't hear or see the rain as it fell on to their wind shields. I hear a car shut off nearby. I jump out of the chair and look hastily out the window. I hear the dogs start barking again and wonder who the man standing in my yard is. I watch as he slowly looks around the ground, before he turns around a jumps in his car before he becomes too wet.

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