Read the excerpt from "Morning Rain.”"You’d better take my umbrella. This rain doesn’t look as though it’ll let up soon.”"Is it raining?” Mr. Endo asked, mildly surprised. "Certainly, it’s raining.” Sadako turned from the cupboard, where she was stacking dishes. "After all, it’s November already. It’s about time we had some rain, Los Angeles or no Los Angeles.”Then, sharply, she looked at her father, her mouth agape. "Is it raining? You mean you can’t hear that rain?”Mr. Endo shook his head, no.They stared at each other for a moment, father and daughter, he not really seeing her and she as though seeing him for the first time in her life.