It’d been storming all day, but finally, the storm was over.
The sun was coming out, and the clouds were going away.
The flowers had been watered, and now it was a beautiful, sunny day!
“MAX! MAX! Max, is you home?! Da storm is over, and you can comes out now! Do you wanna’ come over and pway?!” Alma asked.
She leaned down, and knocked on his dog house. “It’s me, Max. It’s Alma! Alma Louise! Come outside! Come outside, and pway wiff me, pwease!”