“You can stand under my umbrella – ella – ella..”
A pop song? No way would she fall for that!
“Can I be your knight in dry armour?”
Ryan wanted to be a hero for the pretty girl standing under the tree but couldn’t find his voice and or the right words.
“You’re getting drenched! Here, come share my umbrella.”
“Thank you, it’s really coming down.”
“No problem, let me be your knight in dry armour.” The young man said.
She laughed as they walked away.
Ryan watched from under his umbrella and whispered,” I should have said that”.