We are new to the islands so when a Local (note the capital L) tells me it won't snow, I refrain from sharing my opinion.
You see, I think it will snow.
The low thirty-something temperature and a beautiful sun dog at sunset reinforced my opinion. But again, not my place to question.
By three AM it was raining so hard the very sound defined your dreams. But as the world turned and dawn approached, the world softened. It wasn't quiet, it was soft.
With a smile, I teased Sarah into looking.
Wishes do come true.
Merry Christmas to all our friends.