~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes. Claudine still was refusing to move to the beat of the music or to the strikes of the lightning bolts. The music was almost drowned out, anyway, though she couldn’t tell if this was only something she observed. After all, she was paying more attention to the rain than to the music. And the rain sounded heavenly.
The Snakette watched as the sky lit up once more. She observed that this bolt was straight as well and that it was followed by a zig zagged one. The soft rumble of the thunder did not escape her notice as the rainfall was now easing. Only at that moment did Claudine become fully aware of the music again. |