" A brief thunderstorm that swept over them one afternoon put on the best show of all when it left a rainbow in its wake. The colors started as a mere hint in the sky then strengthened until they shimmered, strong and true.

"Does it make you think of pots of gold?" Sarah asked.

"No, it makes me think of magic," Matt said. "I wish there was some way to grab hold and pull it out of the sky. If I could wrap you up in that rainbow, you'd be safe no matter what because it would be magic."

"We'd have to cut it in two. I don't want magic unless you have it too."

"I'd look pretty foolish wrapped in a rainbow."

"Maybe we could make you an under vest out of it and nobody would know but me."

"You can sew rainbows?"

Sarah laughed. "All the sewing I can do is absolutely useless, like embroidering pillowcases, but I'll learn." She kissed his shoulder and leaned against him. "I'll learn, and we'll both wear rainbows and be safe. "

― Ellen O'Connell , Sing My Name