Chapter 35: The Way Home
We’re almost to the car when the skies open up. Rain beats down around us so hard, the grass is flattened, and the drops sting my skin, my face. It’s freezing but so damn refreshing and ferocious that I can’t help it, I start to laugh in child-like wonder, the way I laughed when I was eight and everything was right in my world. Dan looks at me with a goofy grin on his face, surprised at my lifted spirits maybe, or concerned at the sudden change in my mood. “Race you!” I call out, and before he can respond, I take his hand in mine and pull him towards the car, leaping and running over the grass.
A mist rises around the car where the rain hits it and bounces up. I bump into the passenger side, the rainwater seeping through the front of my sweater, my jeans, in an i
