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

the rain?” Mia asked, fighting a

his head,

settled down

faster than usual. By three or four in the afternoon, it was as gloomy as dusk, and the house glowed with

bringing Henry over for the next couple of days—we'll visit next week, okay? You two shouldn't go out either. You can barely see the roads in

the phone too, chattering away. “Grandma, I

let up until seven or eight that

eased, Mia dug out the raincoat she'd bought for Henry ages ago—he finally got to wear it. She held an umbrella and let him splash around the

at the Byrne house, Molly had long since given up on getting her son to behave. The two of them grabbed an umbrella and went out to hunt for earthworms

in for dinner. Mother and son came back, hand in hand, heads hanging. "Mom, we didn't find

night, the rain

Leo and Anya were supposed to come back, so both Mia and Molly texted Leo: Drive safe, and take

was home too. The day before, she'd stayed at work late, and when the rain hit, it was so

company, Milka couldn't really turn them down. Still, she was nervous—she wasn't used to driving in weather