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Show Twisters • • • 25 what was about to take place in Grand Island, Nebraska. Before Arthur and I got back to my house, televisions up and down the street were announcing tornado sightings in the vicinity, but some of us didn't hear that first weather report. Mom was busy sewing, Karen Darlington was glued to her paperback, Mrs. Smiley was no doubt hunkered over her needlepoint. My grandparents, we later learned, were both out in the shed watching Dad work on the tractor. Grandma was delivering them a pot of coffee about that time. Nobody knew for sure where Aunt Goldie was that night . . . or the next. 0_£ the next. |
