It had been a long time since he'd stood in the rain.
He'd forgotten how good it felt.
Turning his face up, Dave let the water wash over him. It had been a productive day in the yard - mowing, edging, cleaning things up after winter's heavy hits. The rain had started to fall just after he got everything back in the shed, and he'd stopped.
It was warm, and it felt good as it permeated his clothes, his skin drinking it up like it had been dry for ages. Maybe it had been.
His phone rang. Slowly, he opened his eyes and pushed the hair back from his forehead. Glancing down at the caller i.d., he saw that it was JJ, and he knew that they had gotten another case. He took another few seconds to soak up the rain before he answered the phone.
It was just enough.