Today’s prompt: write a letter to the first word you see on page 29 of the book nearest to you.
Oh how I miss you. Living in Colorado we don’t get to see many of you and when we do you’re just not the same as you are in the midwest. In the midwest you come in all forms and during the summer you generally bring lightening and thunder. I grew up watching the lightening and counting the seconds between it and the thunder to discover how far off your storm was.
Now I see you only occasionally even though we need you desperately. I rarely see your friends lightening and thunder of whom I miss the most. There is nothing like snuggling up in bed watching and listening to to good thunderstorm; raindrops oh how I miss you.