Watertower Thunder

Somewhere deep in Post Rock Country, Blane spotted a watertower.

“Mom, what is that?” he asked.

“That’s a watertower, Blane. They keep water there.”

Silence and thought. “Does it have a lid on it?”

“Well…,” I hesitated, “yes, kind of.”

More silence and thought. “Is that the box where God keeps His thunder and lightening? Does he take the lid off and let it out?”

Cute.