Maya trudged over and pressed her forehead against the cool glass. She watched a lone robin fluff its feathers on the fence post. "The birds are all wet."
Leo stood by the window, a mug cradled in his hands, watching the rivulets race each other down the glass. He wasn't a morning person, but rainy mornings were the exception. They felt like a secret the world was sharing just with him. good morning wishes rainy day
Leo smiled. "No, sweet pea. It's just a rainy day." Maya trudged over and pressed her forehead against