Danny placed his head on the window. It was still raining outside. It hadn't stopped...
Maybe our flowers are really thirsty... he thought to himself, and smiled at the thought.
A kiss on his neck and an embrace from behind. Sandy.
"It's time for bed," she whispered.
Danny took Sandy's hand and allowed himself to be led...
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