mom in reflection with storm clouds

marya

"Wouldn't it be great to be here during a thunder and lightening storm?" my mom asked, crossing her fingers that this would happen at that very moment. Barbara and Robert tried to tell her that Arizona was in the middle of a drought. That no rain was expected. That the dark clouds that were forming in the western sky surely wouldn't pass by the mesa.

But they underestimated the power of my mother's crossed fingers. First there was lightening and then there was thunder. At first it was miles away and then it was closer and then closer and then inches away and then upon us. Big rain drops fell. Monster rain drops. An-entire-storm-in-one-raindrop-sized raindrops. Ten drops and your shirt was wet. One hundred and you were certifiably soaked.

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