Saving Rain (Born in Rain Book 1)

by Kelsey Kingsley

Without thinking, I stood up, grabbed the heaviest book I could reach—sorry, Stephen King—and made my fast approach. I was going to bring that book down onto his head. I prayed I wouldn’t kill him, but if I did, my apologies to Gene, but at least I would ensure my spot here for the rest of my shitty life. The book was high, ready to drop, when Gene turned to find me looming over him like the angel of fucking death. His eyes were immediately huge, his hands raised to shield his face. “Soldier, what the—” “Hey, hey, hey!” Harry hurried into the library. “All right, Soldier, put down the book.” I stared right at my friend, barely able to focus on his silver glasses, and shook my head. “Harry, I have to. I-I don’t—” “Soldier, give me the book. We’ll talk, okay? You don’t want to do anything to Gene.” He was right. I didn’t want to do anything to Gene. I didn’t want to do anything to anybody—never had. My resolve crumbled quickly, and I dropped The Stand to the floor. Harry told Gene to get the hell out of there as I turned and rested my forehead against a shelf, and then I felt Harry’s warm hand against my back. “What happened, son?” Son. Nobody but Grampa had ever called me son. Nobody else had ever treated me like one. I didn't know what it was like to have a biological dad, but I did know what it had been like to look up to Grampa for the first twelve years of my life. And for the last eight years, I knew what it had been like to turn to Harry. And I turned to him then, not...