Chapter 27
- PAST.
- SETH POV
- It was raining cats and dogs again, but the sound of it was soothing. Listening to the waves of rain pattering against the awning, the sound of it like a brawl of different voices- whose muffled words were incomprehensible but whose crackling release of built-up tension I understood perfectly and watching my mother weave me the white woolen coat she has been working on for a while was one of my favorite past time.