20 Percent

"Twenty percent chance of rain," I said to my husband as we headed out the door with our dog, Romeo.
"I feel a little bit of moisture in the air," my husband said. The clouds were dark gray but they passed with just a little spit of rain. "It feels like twenty percent rain to me." When we arrived home I toasted 4 slices of bread for our peanut butter sandwiches and for mine I added a thinly sliced dill pickle. "It's an acquired taste, twenty percent good," I said, removing two of the slices.