It rained on Tuesday, but not a sad rain. The kind of rain that makes you want to get your hair wet, take your hood off. Run around and tilt your head back to laugh at the sky. To wear sandals just to see how wet your feet will get. It rained all day long. The air was sticky and warm, thick with a semester’s worth of potential.

Not a good day. Alex walked slowly around the track, singing to herself. It was almost 4 pm, and…