The Umbrella Sky

A woman opened a bright yellow umbrella during a sudden rainstorm downtown. The moment the fabric clicked into place above her head, the sound of the rain vanished. She looked up and saw that the underside of the umbrella was not yellow fabric at all, but a shifting, starry night sky. While the rest of the street was trapped in a grey, stormy afternoon, she walked three blocks home under a private, warm midnight filled with shooting stars.