Glinda laughed when she felt his arms around her waist. She'd known that he wouldn't be that far behind her. "But isn't it wonderful? Nothing can make a being more Alive than rain. It's special." Alive with a capital letter, thank you very much. It was an important thing to a witch.

The witch let her arms drop and fold against Bert's, even going as far as to let her head fall back against his shoulder with a blissful expression.