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... t rain, splattering, hammering down, with thunder rumbling, reverberating the rafters, my insides... and then there was the wind, stinging cold, blowing like a sharp, piercing whistle.
Frankly, quiet was the last word I’d use here.
“No, I... I wasn’t...” I responded back, barely able to make out my own voice from the chaos all around me. “I’m thinking...”
“Yeah, I can hear that,” She said, and I had my phone pressed so hard against my ear, that her every word almost seeme ...
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