Rae
"What the f*ck!" I say as soon as it starts raining. "It never rains around this time," My cousin Brady says. "Pack it up people," my dad says. "Can you guys play inside?" Brady asks the mariachi band, who say they can, and he tells them to head over to our house. Papa comes over. "Did you know that rain means good luck?" he asks. I shake my head. "Let's get you inside," He says. I don't want to, but I head inside, because of the baby.
Everyone sings along with the mariachi, people dance, and everyone seems happy. That makes me happy.
The night sky becomes day sky, and we are all still awake. Even my parents stayed up, my aunt Dallas and uncle Ty showed up at some point too. The mariachi band looks exhausted, so I thank them, pay them and walk them out. "Hey, are you available nex
