Rain beginson the tin roofa manstands under the awningholding an umbrella one rib broken
A young woman runsout from inside the alleyboth shoulders wetlooking for shelterthe man sees her holds out the umbrella
"My umbrella is a little oldone rib is brokenbut it still keeps rain offtake it, please"the young woman hesitates then accepts the umbrella
She opens itthe broken rib droopsone side of cloth slackone side still tautrain falls to one side wetting one shoulder
The man standsunder the small awningwatches her go far awayvanish after the turnhe wipes his hand on the flap of his shirt
The umbrella with the broken ribstill keeps the rain offthe young woman has disappearedrain is still fallinghe steps out from the awning his shoulder wet