By the time the rain stopped, the hole in the ceiling was still there, but the awkwardness had vanished, replaced by the start of a genuine bond between two neighbors who had literally crashed into each other's lives.
For the second time in as many weeks, a girl tumbled through the ceiling and landed directly on his bed. By the time the rain stopped, the hole
Hana took his hand, dusting off her sweater. "I promise to pay for the repairs. My father is a carpenter, so we can get this fixed properly by tomorrow morning." By the time the rain stopped