Prologue
...It was the rain that brought her to him; that unexpectedly thrust her into his arms, into his life, into his heart...But it was also the rain that betrayed him. That cast its majestic spell; swirling time and matter, pouring and banging at his soul, penetrating his world, and finally... that took her away. Every time a raindrop touches his face, he is overwhelmed by its light caress, as it trickles down his cheek, over his lips. And yet...all at once he is pained by its sudden shift, its almost relentless splatter upon his skin. Every time it rains...he sees her face...he hears her laughter...he remembers, remembers every moment...