Jackandjill: Lavynder Rain [portable]

“Run!” Jill laughed, but the word was wrong. You couldn’t run through a rain that fell like feathers. The ground underfoot became a soft, shifting carpet of crushed flowers.

Above them, the lavender rain began to slow. The clouds thinned. A single ray of sun broke through, turning the falling petals into tiny, bruised jewels. jackandjill lavynder rain

Jack’s broken watch was ticking again. Jill’s childhood scar had faded. And neither of them could remember the name of the person who had broken Jill’s heart the winter before. “Run

“Jack!” Jill cried, grabbing for him. “Run!” Jill laughed

Jill laughed—a startled, petal-muffled sound. She reached over and took his hand.

She didn’t fall.

“Don’t let go,” he whispered.