Saving Rain

by Kelsey Kingsley

she could only think of one name, one word, worthy of someone brave enough to be born to a wreck like her.

“You know, Soldier … the thing about the past is, it isn’t always up for speculation. Sometimes, the best thing you can do is to simply accept that what’s happened has already happened and move on.”

“I know what to do with pain, Ray,” I said, keeping my tone barely above a whisper. “Give yours to me. Let me carry it, so you don’t have to anymore.”

“Because th-they're still here.”

Almost as though if he could do it, so could I.