Chapter One Thunderstorms are the worst Shilo crossed her arms and stared out the window The clouds had been building all afternoon and now the sky looked gray and menacing Uh-huh Cricket said She studied the Jenga tower not really listening Can you turn on the light It’s hard to see the game That’s because of the stupid storm Shilo grumbled as she turned on the lamp She watched Cricket slide a wooden block out of the stack and place it carefully carefully on top Thunder rumbled bouncing between the mountains 1
Cricket had lived in the little town of Waterton in the middle of Waterton Lakes National Park all her life Thunderstorms in September were normal after a hot summer She kind of liked the storms especially at night when she could burrow down safe and warm in her blankets blankets and watch out her window as lightning lightning crackled in the sky The sound of rain pounding on the roof would lull her to sleep What I don’t get is why we have thunderstorms almost every day but no rain Cricket watched as Shilo tapped a block and eased it from the bottom as the tower swayed Yeah it’s so dry the grass is crunchy I had to wear shoes almost all summer Shilo said Cricket pinched her nose and waved her hand Lucky for us she said and 2
