Amelia
“The sky had quickly been consumed by gray. The temperature hadn't dipped much with the rain. Lightning illuminated the sky line.Oklahoma was a magnet for a good storm. And though severe storms weren’t unheard of at the end of the summer, she’d have worried more if it were May.Amelia had a great appreciation for a good storm. It was like temper brewing and that was something she understood very well.When she was a young girl and there was thunder her friends would say it was angels bowling. She, however, thought of it as gun fire—her mother's gunfire.It made her feel as if her mother were protecting her, no matter where in the world she was. She felt her, just as Penelope felt her grandmother, but neither of them felt Adam.When lightning would streak the sky with its brilliance Amelia actually smiled. She imagined fairies dancing with traces of light. Even as an adult she could refocus her mind to keep her calm. It was a good thing. This year her calm had been tested.She pulled up in f...ront of the townhouse she now shared with Sam.MoreLess
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