For the past few days she had spent all her free time with him, trying, as he had told her she must, to feel at ease in his company. Although "at ease" was a state of mind not to be found in proximity to Tanner, at least her hackles no longer rose automatically whenever he walked into sight. She still couldn't claim she understood him. She doubted anyone really understood him. Trying to know Tanner was like trying to know a summer storm. Just when you got used to the torrential rain, you realized there was still more to come. Wind and hail. Thunder and lightning. And that occasional burst of brilliant sunshine that sometimes broke through the clouds and always managed to take your breath away. There were times when Rae would catch a glimpse of the moody wildness in his eyes. And there were times when, for no apparent reason, he would snap at her in anger. But more often than not, he made her laugh.
