She sang.
Loudly. Cheerfully. Defiantly.
"The sun will come up, to-mor-row..."
If the man battling the elements heard her, he gave no indication. She finished the songs she knew from Annie, then started on Phantom of the Opera.
Tally sang to keep the fear tamped down.
She sang to defy the storm.
She sang to make sure God knew where she was since she couldn't think of an appropriate prayer.
And she sincerely hoped He liked show tunes.

Autore: Cherry Adair