The rain was falling hard, and as Tom drove, he found it difficult to see what was in front of him. Slowing even further, he continued around the last bend in the road before approaching the parking lot of the Institute.
It was early, and the sun hadn’t yet started to appear over the horizon. The darkness added to the poor visibility.
After he parked, he sat in the car, hoping for a break in the weather. After waiting several minutes, he decided there would be no reprieve from the drenching he was about to endure. While sitting there, he thought about what the day held for him. Sometime tonight, he’d return to this car and head home. Before that happened, he’d spend eight days in the past witnessing the most important event in history. He was extremely excited but, at the same time, nerv
