““It looked like it was going to rain. They always came this time of year, the rains. I heard the distant thunder. As we were walking toward Dante's house, it began to rain. And then it began to pour. I looked at Dante. "I won't run if you don't." "I won't run." So we walked in the rain. I wanted to walk faster, but instead I slowed down. I looked at Dante. "Can you take it?" He smiled.””
