I pulled my chrome book out of its case and plugged it in.
The scroll across the bottom of the TV caught my eye as a rumble filled the air.
Oh, yeah, severe storm alert today.
And my county.
I don’t have time for the internet to be interrupted.
I have a Twitter chat tonight and I need to change out two slides.
Original tweet deleted.
Message to the team; “Not available for any task tonight.”
Thunder continued to rumble.
And then pound, pound, pound.
Down came the hail.
Bouncing up to a foot off the ground.
Solid balls of ice.
Chipped balls of ice.
Good thing I needed to be inside tonight.
Too bad I didn’t get out in the 63 degree weather earlier this afternoon.
It was a long night.
I put my chrome book back in the case.
It was a dark and stormy night.
When does the beginning of your story match the ending?
How does that make you (the reader) feel?
Where might you try this craft move?
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