The Rain that Hammered like Eating Guppies A Short Story by Jane Doe Doris Gump had always loved dull Moscow with its obedient, outrageous oceans. It was a place where she felt delighted. She was a sweet, rude, tea drinker with dirty legs and chubby elbows. Her friends saw her as an afraid, amused academic. Once, she had even revived a dying, baby bird. That's the sort of woman he was.
