“It’s raining,” I say, voice hoarse from sleep. I clear my throat and try again. “It’s fine. Straight from the clouds to you.” She frowns, still huddling over and trying to shelter from it. “Straight from the clouds? Is that… — Amie Kaufman, Meagan Spooner Copy Share Image
“It’s raining,” I say, voice hoarse from sleep. I clear my throat and try again. “It’s fine. Straight from the clouds to you.” She… — Amie Kaufman, Meagan Spooner Copy Share Image
“Major, to what extent did you act upon your feelings for Miss LaRoux?" "Medium." "Excuse me?" "How am I supposed to answer that question?” — Amie Kaufman, Meagan Spooner Copy Share Image
