'Lightning hasn't struck yet,' Will said. 'And if we jump lively, it won't. Now - over here!'
They showered the roof. Below, someone put down a window.
'Mom.' Jim laughed, bleakly. 'She thinks it's raining.'
Oh these boys and their mischief with the garden hose. Still reading. Taking a break from writing for the moment, at least until midnight around my time.