“Maybe we shoulda put chemistry on the schedule, though,” Greer went on. “You see, when rain freezes, it becomes snow.” “What’s your point?!” Corey barked out. “Oh Christ.” Lane cracked up and face-palmed. Greer bent down a bit to get to Corey’s level. “I’ll spell it out for you, brat. The rain ain’t freezin’. You’re just bitching over a little water.”
