by Jenny Amadeo
Wow – it’s really storming out! Is it raining by you? Should I be on the phone right now? Can’t I get electrocuted or something?
I don’t know, didn’t your mom always tell you not to be on the phone during a lightning storm? And to unplug the TV’s? Reminds me of when the tornado sirens would go off and we had to go down to the basement.
She didn’t? Huh. Guess it’s a Midwest thing. I always thought it was kind of fun. We would all get to grab pillows and blankets, and my mom would bring food. It was our version of camping. She always brought olives. And stale Italian bread. I mean, how are you going to survive on olives and bread crumbs in a basement?
Holy crap! Did you hear that?
Okay, how could you not hear that? It sounded like a bomb just went off in my apartment! I think I need to go. I don’t want to get electrocuted.
I don’t know – through the window? Look – if I get electrocuted it’s going to be your fault. How are you going to live with that?
Exactly. All right, I’ll talk to you later.
You too. ‘Night.