Good morning all!
Fairday Morrow woke to a loud crack of thunder. As she bolted upright in bed, her gray eyes flew open. Rain pelted against the window. Electricity charged the air. Lightning flashed, and she saw the old willow tree in the her backyard lurching wildly. A whip-like branch smashed the glass and the storm raged into her room. BOOM!
So I was looking forward to finding a new library closer to me.