Storm Of The Century: Better Together

It’s 6:00 in the morning and you just woke up. “I didn’t know this would be a slumber party,” you quietly whisper to Mark. “Hey, where’s Emma,” you wonder. “Oh, you’re awake,” says someone behind you. You zip around and it’s just Emma with a bowl of cereal in her hands. Guess I’ll get something to eat as well. As you reach for the closest box of oatmeal, a jolt of thunder shivers down your spine. Emma shrugs. “Loudest I’ve ever heard” you exclaim. “Guess we have weather after all.” “No kidding.”