Leona sighed. "Because the rain makes everything dull. It traps me indoors. It feels like the world is crying."
From that day on, whenever Leona heard the first drops on her roof, she didn’t pull the curtains closed. She opened her window, breathed in the sweet, wet air, and whispered, "Thank you, Irainature." Irainature
Leona turned to thank Irainature, but the old woman had vanished. In her place stood a single blue wildflower, swaying gently, still wet with rain. Leona sighed
For the first time, she didn't feel trapped. She felt connected. breathed in the sweet