Zaree bit her lip and cocked her head. "Why?” She
repeated.
“I.. I don't know!” The man waved his arms in
exasperation. “It's just what they say.”
Zaree looked
outside at the thick rain. “And it would hurt the cats and dogs if
they fell from as high as the clouds. That wouldn't be nice at
all.”
The man went back to drinking his ale. “You're
right. Ridiculous phrase. Forget I said it, lil' bush.”
Zaree
bit her lip again and glanced outside, her confusion still on her
face. “Okay. I'll try.”
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