"The day got off to a bad start. Either she got up on the wrong foot, or Retrograde Mercury was making insidious plans. With the interval of two minutes, the iPhone showed notifications: from the ex, from the laboratory and with a subpoena. Glancing at the monitor, she laughed nervously. Having slammed the door of the creamy "Mini" she heard the characteristic crackle of soft satin - the hem of the dress was shortened instantly, revealing the thigh piquantly. “Hmm, it's only 10:14! What else? ... ”, a thought flashed through, and tone-on-tone gray eyes caught up with the sky, from which drops suddenly fell. She closed her eyes. Everything seemed to stand still. June rain, warm and fragrant, gave relief to her thoughts, her body, her doubts, her worries. With her arms outstretched, she raised her face to the sky and bared a snow-white smile, giving herself up to a moment of joy that had come."