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The radio was staticky.  The storm was spitting out lightening on a day so clear, it was unbelievable that it was coming.  I thought maybe it was the eye of the storm.  I laughed to myself that the storm knew what’s coming before anyone did, with that eye of his.

Sherri, my next door neighbor, on my left had just pulled in her driveway.  Popping open her trunk and pulling her groceries out, she yelled out “the stores are jammed up, did you get there earlier on?”

“Nope”.  I grinned as I watched her shake her head in disbelief of how foolish I was.  She ran in with her bags slamming her side door near her garage.

I admit, I was pretty curious about this storm.  It’s why I came outside to inspect it.  No clouds, just flashing lights, almost as if it was capturing beautiful scenic pictures of which I was in.

My neighbor across the street, had opened her front door, smiling at me as she clasped her robe closed.  It was getting windy.  She ran to pick up the newspaper that was flying all over her front yard.

“Hi yah”, Sheri said.

Yep, she’s another Sheri.  Not at all talkative but swears that she’s observative; if you want to believe that.  I’ll account for the fact she observed that her boyfriend was cheating on her.  Unfortunately, she didn’t know it was with her bestfriend.  She still don’t know.

I turned to head back into my house only to see Sherrie peeking out her window.  Yep, another one.  Hey, I can’t help who’s around me.  I just live here.

“I think we need to stick together.  I hear the storm is like never before.  I have a safe room that  we can all fit in.”  Sherrie shouted out to me.

I grinned.  “No, I don’t feel like unionizing today.  I think I’ll brave the storm by myself.”

But Sheri was locking her front door and heading towards Sherrie’s house.  While Sherri was tripping over her feet with bags heading towards Sherrie’s, looking at me and shaking her head.

“Why would you turn down a safe house, during this storm?”  Sheri asked.

“I just don’t feel like unionizing with anyone.  Plus, it’s not my house.”  I said.

Sherrie had left her window to let them in.

“Girl, come on!”  She begged me one last time.

“Nope.”  I grinned as I looked up again.

She slammed the door and went in, taking one last peek at me.

I felt a drop of rain.  Then saw a rainbow in the distance, but nothing came.  Not another drop of rain.  Nothing but the pouring down of sunshine that made me grin.  How foolish, I thought, of the condition the three neighbors were in.  Trapped within a safe box, not enjoying their freedom.

I thought to myself, my safety comes from within.  There’s no need to unionize to get to a safe place, of which I do not belong in.

Sherri, my next door neighbor, on my left had just pulled in her driveway.  Popping open her trunk and pulling her groceries out, she yelled out “the stores are jammed up, did you get there earlier on?”

“Nope”.  I grinned as I watched her shake her head in disbelief of how foolish I was.  She ran in with her bags slamming her side door near her garage.

I admit, I was pretty curious about this storm.  It’s why I came outside to inspect it.  No clouds, just flashing lights, almost as if it was capturing beautiful scenic pictures of which I was in.

My neighbor across the street, had opened her front door, smiling at me as she clasped her robe closed.  It was getting windy.  She ran to pick up the newspaper that was flying all over her front yard.

“Hi yah”, Sheri said.

Yep, she’s another Sheri.  Not at all talkative but swears that she’s observative; if you want to believe that.  I’ll account for the fact she observed that her boyfriend was cheating on her.  Unfortunately, she didn’t know it was with her bestfriend.  She still don’t know.

I turned to head back into my house only to see Sherrie peeking out her window.  Yep, another one.  Hey, I can’t help who’s around me.  I just live here.

“I think we need to stick together.  I hear the storm is like never before.  I have a safe room that  we can all fit in.”  Sherrie shouted out to me.

I grinned.  “No, I don’t feel like unionizing today.  I think I’ll brave the storm by myself.”

But Sheri was locking her front door and heading towards Sherrie’s house.  While Sherri was tripping over her feet with bags heading towards Sherrie’s, looking at me and shaking her head.

“Why would you turn down a safe house, during this storm?”  Sheri asked.

“I just don’t feel like unionizing with anyone.  Plus, it’s not my house.”  I said.

Sherrie had left her window to let them in.

“Girl, come on!”  She begged me one last time.

“Nope.”  I grinned as I looked up again.

She slammed the door and went in, taking one last peek at me.

I felt a drop of rain.  Then saw a rainbow in the distance, but nothing came.  Not another drop of rain.  Nothing but the pouring down of sunshine that made me grin.  How foolish, I thought, of the condition the three neighbors were in.  Trapped within a safe box, not enjoying their freedom.

I thought to myself, my safety comes from within.  There’s no need to unionize to get to a safe place, of which I do not belong in.