Today the storm gained speed over Norway lake and we raced back to the high school to pick up Jonny and Ryan. They weren’t ready. Rain screamed down from the heavens and body slammed the steel machinery. The sky was a gorgeous gray, black and white mixture. I reminded me of watercolors. And right near the telephone lines, there was a small but bold glow of light rose. The wind embraced us and left. I felt so happy in that empty lot.
