They could hear the rain coming down the road behind them like some phantom migration.

It has been a despairingly long time since I've found a book or song that I have been able to delve completely into with full passion. When I look at my Goodreads book ratings I've pretty much given the past 6 books I've read 2 or 3 stars at most. It's condescending. On top of all this I still miss the mountains dearly.