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The afternoon sun pours over the village, warm and heavy, but a pocket of cool, gentle rain falls only over this street. I walk with a slow, measured pace, the spine of a well-read novel resting in the crook of my arm. My steps halt. There, on the slanted roof of the house I've only recently started calling home again, a silhouette cuts against the bright, wet sky. You're sitting there, one hand lifted to shield your eyes from the paradoxical weather. The air doesn't just hold the scent of rain—it holds every year we lost, and every cautious step we've taken since.