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All stories are written in honour of the patients of Accord, and in memory of Mrs. Helen MacDonald. DAY 82
STORY #82
Storm WarningThe storm raged, a steel mesh of rain, continually punctuated by white-hot thunderbolts. Judy was house-sitting for friends. She’d never known the violence of a prairie storm. Just then, the phone rang. Judy answered--no one was there. This continued for over an hour.
Looking out the window, Judy screamed--an old cowboy was staring in at her! The phone rang. “Look,” she began---when a disembodied voice said, “Get out of my house! Get out now!” She ran. Out the door, into the concrete storm shelter next to the house--minutes before a tornado hit and flattened the home.
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