"What's wrong?" I asked from my place behind her in the little oval of patchy grass that served as my front yard. I'd heard her coming well before she got to the hut, and had instinctively stepped into the trees to get a read on the situation before I made my presence known.
Why was I in the front yard, you ask? I would like to be able to say it was because I was working out or training or even shooting at tin cans, but no. I was in the front yard because I didn't want to get the inside of my house wet.
That morning, I'd woken with a tiny thundercloud swirling gloomily over my head like I was some kind of cartoon. The more pissed I got, the bigger and more threatening it became, to the point that a bolt of lightning had caught my sheets on fire before torrential rains put them out. It didn't take a genius to figure out that my emotional state was directly related, but I had decided to take my mala beads and my mantra outside just to be safe.
The cloud had shrunk considerably, but a tiny thunderclap clattered ominously over my head as I regarded Sarah at my door.
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Why was I in the front yard, you ask? I would like to be able to say it was because I was working out or training or even shooting at tin cans, but no. I was in the front yard because I didn't want to get the inside of my house wet.
That morning, I'd woken with a tiny thundercloud swirling gloomily over my head like I was some kind of cartoon. The more pissed I got, the bigger and more threatening it became, to the point that a bolt of lightning had caught my sheets on fire before torrential rains put them out. It didn't take a genius to figure out that my emotional state was directly related, but I had decided to take my mala beads and my mantra outside just to be safe.
The cloud had shrunk considerably, but a tiny thunderclap clattered ominously over my head as I regarded Sarah at my door.