People all over the world claimed to be in touch with the rain, but Clem believed the whisperers who gathered the most media buzz were liars. Sure, small miracles did happen. Some prayers were answered, how many out of millions? The genuine survivors told how it felt like they’d died and only when they had given up all hope and struggle, only then, had the water, or the weather itself, carried them to safety. They had submitted.
Clem stopped asking for data. She surrendered to the rain.
The Bones, Wooing, Chapter 19 by Laura Wythe (available on Amazon)
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