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Anwyn would have worried about looking like a drenched rat as she stepped into the coffee shop except, well, everyone else did too. As soon as she got her coat and umbrella propped up to dry, she got Rhiannon out of her stroller, where the 10-month-old, at least, had remained snug and warm. "How about next time you're the one that gets soaked and I get to be bundled up happily. Sound good?"