On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as your Mom.
She was a woman noisily constructed; in addition to her enclosing framework of whalebone and lath, she wore pattens summer and winter, in wet weather and in dry, to preserve her boots from wear.
On a rainy days I'd go into her library and I would just start picking books so books became my friend at a very young age and this book I remember my sister loved how my grandmother read it.