Of course. That’s why the sound of the sirens had changed. Strange, so strange, to be thankful for someone else’s misfortune, but a blocked chimney or a brush fire that had caught a storage shed was a disaster so much smaller than the buckled sidewalks and destroyed buildings she had pictured. Avis nearly collapsed on the couch in relief, until Freddy added, “Avis, they’re headed toward the library.”
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