Wednesday dipped the nose of his tractor and sent her plunging straight through the heart of the cloud.
The radio crackled into life, “how’s it going up there mate?”
“Still early days Stella” he replied as the dash gauges confirmed he’d pulled in nearly three litres on that run.
“We need this Wednesday, everything depends on you cloud farmers.”
“I know” he snapped as he brought her around for another pass, heart racing.
“You got any quality readings yet?”
He held his breath as the sample data began to load onto his HUD.
“Negative” he cursed as the data finished loading, “acid rain, I repeat acid rain.”
Afterwards 
So deep this.😐
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Thanks Mel
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