Rain That Hammered Like Loving Rats

The Rain that Hammered like Loving RatsA Short Storyby Untitled writerJosh Johnson had always loved dirty Dallas with its rich, rabblesnatching rivers. It was a place where he felt sparkly.He was a stingy, articulate, wine drinker with grubby arms and fragile legs. His friends saw him as a magnificent, misty muppet. Once, he had even jumped into a river and saved a snotacular baby bird. That''s the sort of man he was.