Rainbow is nowhere to be seen. The place looks bleak. Grey clouds menacingly float on the sky, threatening a downpour.

I carry my raincoat as a precaution, also because it has pockets – large enough to hold Rainbow. I hear a purr of pure joy from the sidewalk. There is a kid holding Rainbow in his arms. A child’s imagination is boundless, and he sees this as ultimate happiness.

The downpour has started. I’m compelled to take away the rainbow from the child’s dreams, into the confines of a library with a musty smell. Rainbow’s mother, Kat is waiting there.

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