I apologized for the sound of thunder and the fire gently crackling and offered to turn it off — canned noises which I had turned on for comfort.
The friends gathered electronically into my one-room cabin from across the globe said, “No! Please leave it on! We like it.”
We like feeling cozy by the fireside and we like knowing the rumbly storm is out there. It’s the perfect condition for cuddling up with a story,
even the blank page kind.