Thunder

The windows of the library just rattled. I can see the sky if I look outside. I only see gray. When the windows rattled, I smiled. I love thunder.

I want to be outside in the thunder. Outside where the sky is gray and the wind is slowly picking up.

I think it is going to rain soon. I'm praying for a big storm. The kind that sends a flash flood down the gutter in my front yard. The kind that requires boat races and red rain boots and dance parties. Rain dance parties.

And when the storm comes, I'm going to leave the library.