Your Weekly Forecast: Kevin Sampsell

Brenda Barometer

We were in my car in a giant parking lot by the shopping mall. The windshield wipers on my car weren’t working, so we sat there and waited for the rain to ease up. But it just got stormier, and the rain got heavier and pounded on top of the car like someone playing a drum solo. Sometimes other cars would drive by and their headlights would scan over your smiling face. The rain was pouring down the car windows like we were under a waterfall, and these lights reflected that water over your face like it was melting and melting and melting, but your smile got bigger, like your face was saying, I’m so glad we’re trapped here!Kevin Sampsell, This Is Between Us