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Caught in the rain
Who: Ophelia Stover and [OPEN]
When: Friday, July 5, 1867 : early evening
Where: In town, on her way home
Summary: TBA
Note: Since there's been no weather post for July yet, I'd accidentally lifted the weather for June 5th when I started this, so that's where I got that from, ^_^

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Despite the light rainfall and heavy gusts of wind that threatened to tangle Ophelia's skirts around her legs as she emerged from the town post offive, she was in excellent spirits. That probably had something to do with the thick packet of letters she clutched, carefully wrapped in her apron to keep the rain from spoiling the ink.

Her father would be elated to see letters from his other children, the two daughters he'd left behind in San Bernadino. Delia and Mona both had families of their own now, and Ophelia was already looking forward to curling up by the fire back at home, listening to her father read the letters aloud as she worked on her mending. She'd have to assemble some of her articles to send to her sisters, and she was already thinking about which she would chose as she hurried toward the covered walkway outside the inn, intending to keep out of the weather as much as possible before she had to make the last undignified dash home.