Midge sat on the
front porch, staring at the clouds as they slowly moved across the
sky. Some seemed to form shapes and Midge watched to see what images
would appear.
“What are you
doing Midge?” asked Booker-T as he sat down beside her.
“I'm
watching the clouds,” said Midge. “What do you see in the sky?”
“I see white
clouds,” said Booker-T.
“I see a
white horse over there,” said Midge pointing to the big cloud above
her.