Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Hansen sniffed the air, sensing something was off. He grabbed his little grandson's hand and quickened his pace toward home. "Big storm's coming. Let's get inside, quick.”

They'd barely made it under the porch when the sky opened up and rain came pouring down-like someone had dumped a giant bucket of water from above.

Henry, ever the rascal, wriggled and tried to dash out into the downpour. No one could hold him back.

Andre came out, scolding his son, and just scooped him up with both arms, carrying him back in as Henry kicked and screamed, desperate to see the storm.

“You've never seen a rainstorm before?” Andre asked.

Henry, stubborn as ever, wiped his tears and said, “No.”

Mia rolled up her sleeves, ready for action. “Honey, let me handle this.”

She took Henry outside, stuck out her arm from beneath the eaves, and let the heavy rain pummel her skin.

After checking a few spots, she found where the rain hit hardest. She picked Henry up, held him so his tiny feet stuck out under the eaves, and let the fat drops drum down on his toes. Henry yelped-the sting was real.

started bawling all

to play in the rain?”

shook his head,

settled

was as gloomy as dusk, and the house glowed with the warm light

here. I'm not bringing Henry over for the next couple of days—we'll visit next week,

chattering away. “Grandma, I saw a

downpour didn't let up until

for Henry ages ago—he finally got

to behave. The two of them grabbed an umbrella

son came back, hand in hand,

the

morning, Leo and Anya were supposed to come back, so both Mia

when the rain hit, it was so fierce that a few coworkers, unable to get a ride, asked if they could hitch

all worked at the same company, Milka couldn't really turn them down. Still, she was nervous—she wasn't used to driving in weather like this. Just then, her friend Mars