I love thunderstorms. I enjoy the fury of the rain, the wind gusts, and the flashes of lightening. I especially like them at night. They help me to sleep.
“Are you nuts?”
“I thought I gave you the day off,” I said.
“Nice try. I have friends who are frightened by thunderstorms.”
“You don’t have any friends De. I should know. I didn’t create any for you.”
“Scared I’ll organize them?”
“You know it. Besides my name isn’t De. I don’t know where you come up with this nonsense. My name is Te. It’s pronounced like a T and an A.”
“It’s sophisticated and yet, edgy.”
“Where is this coming from?”
“All you’re giving me is dialogue. I need more than talk. When we’re through writing this blog, I’m going to start thinking about the look I want.”
“Let’s get back to the weather, Tay.”
“There’s a reason…
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