When It’s Time to Run

stormpicDistant thunder rolled and rumbled as a rainstorm moved through the area. My middle grandson watched mesmerized as water pelted the windows and puddles formed outside his house where we were spending the morning together.

His 18-month-old body wriggled with excitement and wonder as he stayed by his rain-watching post.

Then came a flash of lightening and my warning to move back from the window. He looked at me, unsure of what to do. Then…

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