I don’t know if Mye knew what she was getting into before she moved out here.

“I love the rain,” she told me after less than a week. And sure, if you’re in Quebec the rain is nice. In the summer it’s a welcome respite from the oppressive heat. In the winter, rain means it’s no longer -30c. Rain is good.

But here it rains pretty much every day. It didn’t take her long to get tired of it.

“Is it always going to rain?” she asks me.


“What’s it like outside right now? Do I need my jacket?”

“Do you need to ask?”

“Merde, next year I’m moving to California.”

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