It rained most of the day and the hardest, of course, when all five of us sloshed through the Target parking lot. All of us soaked. And water leaked into my shoes. And Gray's.
And I felt the cold rain on my arms and heard the sounds of our rushing and breathed the smell of humid inside the car. Things weren't so out of focus. And I could taste being alive.
Noah made an excellent selection from the treasure box.