The sky roared today as the storm cascaded down like the prelude to a flood. But that didn't affect me. I stayed dry and safe, writing in my room. The last time we had a meal at a burger joint, I was given a complimentary booklet. It was a toddler version of “Little Red Riding Hood.” My dad asked me if I could provide a complete translation. It sounded easy; I knew the story thoroughly. However, I soon found myself at a loss for words. I believe I am becoming too wordy at the moment.