Rainy Nights
Although rain is predicted later in the night, it is calm when I go to bed. My teenage daughter, Carol, is already in her bed asleep. Sometime in the middle of the night, I am suddenly awakened by a very loud ‘KABOOOOM!’ Not fifteen seconds later, my daughter comes running into the room wearing only her flimsy nightgown. “What Was That, Daddy??” she yells.“That was just a loud clap of thunder, baby girl. You can go back to bed.”Just then there was another ‘KABOOOOM!’ just as loud as, or maybe...