She sneaked out to the garden, watching the clouds gather. “Your mommy is up there, in the clouds…” that’s what grandma has told her.
She sat down on the swing peering hard into the clouds, aching for a glimpse. The thunders made her little heart beat faster, lightning frightened her. She ran inside tears in her eyes. Rain drops started to fall on her tiny head. She never knew someone was crying hidden behind the clouds.
