Ooh, this is lovely, and they make a wonderful pairing. I especially like the study of Jonas's increasing isolation -- He became quieter, more watchful. He smiled at everyone, defensively and His private loneliness, Jonas reminded himself, was nothing compared to the suffering of those around him. He swallowed it down and kept moving -- and how Evan reaching out to him in the (delicious) mud and wet is like the sun breaking through heavy cloud. Love the dialogue, too, and atmospheric details like The rain kept falling, a steady drizzle, a calming sound. Mmmmm.
The Abacus of Rain fb