Friday, May 28, 2010

Climate Change

"Almost didn't make it, through all that darn sleet." he said, drying his glasses on a shirt corner. "It's almost a river out there."

"It's not freezing yet?" she asked.

"Not yet. Forecast said we had until about eight forty-five, when the cold front rolls in. What's for dinner?"

There was a roll of thunder and the power flickered, they both laughed nervously as, outside, the wind got angrier.