A sudden brainwave struck me and I decided to give it a shot.
"Didn't you say that your family lived near downtown?" I asked. "What if we could make it until there? I'm sure these cycles aren't the olden types that were made of iron. I think they can withstand the rain."
"They live too deep inside and in this weather, we would be caught up badly," she hummed. "This storm is not going to stop soon. And what do you want to go there for? You want to miss the marathon?"
"Well, I think I might catch a cold soon," I said, which was followed by a big sneeze. I covered my nose and sniffed, trying to block the cold air from getting into my head.
"Then how about we stay inside for a while? This is close to the end so they will probably arrive here after forty minutes from the start."
After hearing the thunder strike across the sky, we rushed inside the building. But the doormen guarding the gates stopped us.
