It was pity that first made Dannie speak to him. She had known Ryan since she was a kid, but he had always been the popular Golden Boy, and she had always been the tomboy that didn’t mind not having any friends. It was odd, she had thought, that all the popular kids who had once kissed the ground he walked on, didn’t so much spared him a glance anymore, and it was this that made her sit with him that one faithful day and begin something that would only end up causing her pain.

Droughts. Love. Happiness. Pain. What else can be brought on with a Late Summer Rain?

Follow Tristan as he shares his story, the story of every girl he loved, of every girl he killed, and of the one love that felt impossible to end, even for him.