Stacey Russell sat cross legged near the edge of a cliff and stared ahead, watching as the bright sky grew darker with the clouds wandering and piling up, completely covering up the blinding yellow sun. The ocean added on to the calmness of the weather, as did the strong yet gentle wind.

Soon enough, water began to spit down at her face and onto the ground. The rain was strong and plentiful. But she didn't run from it. She wasn't scared. She was happy.

She stood up from her sitting position and moved away from the cliff, reaching more towards safety. Without much thought, she began to spin in circles with her arms stretched outwards, enjoying the feel of the cool water dripping down her cheeks and bare arms. She smiled. She swayed her body in good rhythm to the beat of the rain. She danced to her hearts content.

For rain was nothing to be scared of.

It is not to run away from.

It is to be happy about.

It is to laugh about.

It is to dance in.

Everyday for the rest of her life, Stacey will smile, laugh, and dance in the rain until the day she dies.

Just the way he once did.

THE END