I woke to a flash of light and the roar of thunder. Like an instant electro-shock to the brain, my mind filled with fatalistic manifestations. Shannon held my hand tightly as I shook and winced.
The next thing I remember was getting ready for work Monday morning. The ridiculousness of the weekend was over – and as I stared into the mirror and gazed upon the new vest and corduroy slacks I was wearing, I knew in my heart that father would be proud.
Monday, May 24, 2010
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