Sentimental Sundays

Through The Storm.

Boom!  Crack!  What was that? Why am I wide awake in bed? Sleepy, so confused, she rubs her eyes and shakes her head. Is it the middle of the night? It seems very dark outside. What is that tapping on my window? Should I go look or should I hide? She tiptoes to the window, her… Continue reading Through The Storm.