Dan folded down the corner of his page and shut his book. “What’s wrong?” I asked, looking up at him. “Absolutely nothing. I just want to soak in the moment.” “Quite literally if the wind changes.” He shook his head. “Shush. You’re ruining the mood.” I placed my book facedown on my chest. “Will you come back next weekend?” His face spread in a smile. “I would love to.” Marking the page and closing the book, I sat up, nestling into the crook of his arm as we silently watched the rain fall together.
