“You always smile even when it’s raining,” she said, her eyes glittering with tears. “I like the rain,” I pointed out, but when she looked at me like her heart was breaking, I hugged her tight. “I swear this will pass, just like every other rainstorm, we’ll find a way through it together.” She nodded against my shoulder. “I’ll fight every single rain drop if I have to. One by one, I’ll cut them out of the air.”
―
Caroline Peckham,
Heartless Sky
