Funk & Wagnall Traditional Cache

---^---:): Things had been hard lately. Trish had lost her literary agent The only person connected to the outside world. She was many emotions balled into one and was ready to explode.
She sat and looked at that old lap top for half the day. Wondering if it was all worth it. All the work 'The writing during work breaks . The late nights trying to finish a chapter.
She had just made up her mind to try and finish her latest novel when the storm blew in . The first lightning took out the lights and then the wind blew a tree onto her car. Upon seeing this Trish completely lost it. She ran outside with a bat and began beating the downed tree to death.
When he saw her beating the tree her boyfriend was sure that it was rubber room time. He thought about trying to stop her but figured it was best to let her work off some anger. She just was starting to slow down when the bolt of lightning hit the tree.
She flew back and landed on her ass with a thud. Her boyfriend ran to her . He tried to help her up but she just sat there looking at the tree or what was left of it. Finally she looked up and said. "FINE " in a very loud voice. Then she held her hand out to her boyfriend. As she got up and brushed herself off she said. " You clean this up I am going in to write something.