Tess knows that the only thing that can fix the listless vines, the crackling dry path, the broiling alleyway and her sagging mama, is a good, soaking rainstorm. "Come on, rain!" she whispers into the endless summer heat. When it finally comes, there is shouting and dancing as everyone and everything spring to life.
" (a) beautifully rendered adaptation. Highly recommended." - Video Librarian " Tess's soft whisper of 'come on, rain' soon turns into a joyful dance as the rain DOES come, accompanied by Jerry Dale McFadden's swing music." - ALA Notable Video Committee