Lying with her eyes closed, Trisha listens to the sounds around her, and thinks that her mother must be moving furniture around. Something cold splashes her nose and she opens her eyes. The sound she heard was the rain beginning to fall in the forest. A crash of thunder startles her into movement, and she begins to roll. Remembering how precariously close to the cliff she still must be, she curls into a fetal position to stop her slide. The skies open up dropping torrents of rain, and Trisha instinctively stands and replaces her ball cap on her head. She watches a tree in the valley below be shattered by lightning, and backs up, heading for the cover of the woods again. Then she kneels down and retrieves her blue rain poncho from.....
