Contineued...
where we left off. this morning mama told me i should written more. What ??!!! you only wrote about 5 sentences... as I recall ''mother'' you where u rging me to go to bed... oh...then why don't you pick a time when you can write more -she never said that but I could sense it was coming- now to explain what ''BLACK FRIDAY '' was. A usual hot day with the promise of rain- we hadn't had rain in a month- mama wanted to go to the garden one last time before it rained. i stood on the deck smelling the mist, my brothers where in the basement playing and sleeping quietly. I came inside just in time to hear the fan going crazy I found it already unplugged I started screaming mama was outside and the trees where literally almost flat I could see the cornfield one min. and I couldn't see it the next I was scared to death I didn't know where mama was things where falling off the window sills because the windows where open I watched a HUGE tre