The rain poured continuously, and it was cold. I, myself, felt cold and I worried about Tanya who was wearing a thin dress and ballerina flats. I could already see her undergarments from the thin dress, and I guessed she probably felt so cold, like being naked under the fridge cold water.
I watched as she struggled to climb the low slope of the foothill, but it was too steep, and Tanya's feet were sliding, so I held her arm to help her. But stubborn and proud as she was, she declined.
"I can do this!" She proudly said and held on to a thin branch for support as she tried to climb the slope.
"Okay," I just shrugged, and trekked up to the terrain slope. It was just easy for me because I do mountain climbing and trekking.
I was a few feet away from the road when it thundered and a lightni
