The Rainbow

Plink. Plunk. Plink-plink-plunk. Droplets of water began to splash onto the creek and Grandpa pulled his fisherman’s hat down over his ears. Becky and Chad ran for their jackets and quickly put them on. “I didn’t think it would rain. It’s still sunny!” exclaimed Becky. “Will the fish still bite if it’s raining, Grandpa?” “Oh, I don’t think they’ll mind,” he chuckled, “they’re all wet anyway.” Suddenly Chad pointed behind them, “Look over there—a rainbow!” Then all three turned around and...