
Through wind and over the rain came a rumbling. Not thunder, but a voice, largish and good-humored with a hint of tested patience.
"You Taru's girl? Got a sack a food an' whatnot won't be wantin' to get much wetter."
"You Taru's girl? Got a sack a food an' whatnot won't be wantin' to get much wetter."