I know I've posted these already as individual pics, but just in case you missed it, there are new Rain shirts at my store. The new ones are:
Santa Rain (available through January 2nd, 2016)
Don't forget that other older shirt designs are still available too! For your convenience, a
Scene opens up inside a church as it’s raining hard. Everyone is in dressed in black. Focus in on RYAN FLAHERTY, wearing a suit. He is sitting in the first row of benches. Ryan is 12. Despite the rain, a large crowd of people sit on the wooden benches. Next to Ryan are his siblings Aiken and Kellen, both of them 19 as they’re twins. There is an empty space next to Ryan as well.
Rain (Narrating): My mom died when I was little. I loved her, just as much as my brother and my sister. Despite knowing her for so long, I only really remember a few things about her. The first is the rain at her funeral. W
“Okay, so if x is 15, than y is... wait, that's not right.” The need for so many math credits for an arts degree continued to befuddle Jack, even into the early days of his second semester. Then again, the university had recommended, nay, insisted that he take them, and without a clue what he wanted to minor in, it made sense to roll with it and see if maybe the subject appealed to him. So far though, no dice. “Oh, right, negative numbers cubed stay negative. There's the problem.”
“A college math book? And here I thought I was smart.” Jack's eyes sprang from the page, dragging his head along with t
The Difference a Year Makes
Did you ever like me back? Those words rang in her mind as she stood there, looking through the doorway of a familiar bookstore chain at an unfamiliar mall. Ian had suggested they make a pitstop here, that it might be fun to shop at a mall in another town, that they had plenty of time to get back before Sunday evening. All these things were true, of course, but as Allison saw the oddly familiar face of a stranger in the bookstore chairs, she began to wonder if maybe the universe had guided her here. That, of course, depended entirely on if that girl with the long, brown braid was who she seemed to be.
Muscles already insulted by the flight from his abuse stung as he again demanded they carry him away from the site of his humiliation. Startled and concerned looks from pedestrians and drivers alike followed what they could only imagine to be a terribly distraught girl running along neighborhood streets as Rudy made his way toward where his former girlfriend lived.
His day had started so pleasantly, with a bus depositing him outside Rain’s apartment. Once he’d been ‘dolled up’ and bid his best friend adieu for the day, he’d went straight to the nearest library and from there to the park where heR