“Mama!” I yell.
“What do you need Bailey?” She asks.
“Can I go play outside?” I ask hopefully.
“No! I’ve told you a million times you can’t go outside when it rains!”
“Why not?” I ask sadly, I was hoping to ride my new bike.
“Why not!” She says in disbelief “Because of the man hidden in the rain of course.”
“Who’s the man hidden in the rain?”
“Well there is a myth. A myth about an old man who used...
