Decisions

"Where do you want to go?" she asked, as the Cathedral stood behind
 them, heavy and quiet. He didn’t know. So they walked aimlessly
 searching for something that could unite their doubts
 and fears like rain, a disagreement, an emotion,
 an illness or a meal. The bar they both liked, where
 they once had an eventful conversation, was
 closed that night. They went back home, regretting
 not having brought the umbrella.