Chapter 14 Bad Idea Right? [Felicity]

• I shouldn't have offered to share my umbrella with Shawn.
• It was a bad idea, a recipe for disaster. My umbrella is designed for one person, not two, and Shawn is a big guy, so right now my shoulder is getting wet from the rain, which means it's getting cold, though I'm trying hard not to draw Shawn's attention to it.
• Also, Shawn's taller than I am, more so since I'm not wearing heels, so he's the one holding the umbrella. In one way, that's good: I think my arm would fall off if I was the one carrying it. The problem is that every time the breeze blows, drops of rain land on my cheeks. Thank goodness the rain isn't that hard — a gentle shower rather than a downpour — or I'd be completely soaked from head to foot by now. But that's not why I think I made a bad decision.