"Thanks," I tell her. "You too." I don't tell her what that thank you really meant, because the drive-thru window is already closed, and I am too far off to tell her anymore.
I look up, and notice that the storm is over, and the sky has now turned to a pale blue. The first signs of morning.
Maybe my storm is almost over, too.
Or maybe it has just begun.
Excerpt from life #6, coming out in three minutes!