“A rare southern wind blew the clouds away, the sun made its first appearance in a week, and by eleven o’clock the needle on the large thermometer nailed to the side of Dale Hinshaw’s garage had swung clockwise to sixty-two degrees. Snow was falling off the roofs in large, wet clumps, spilling down the necks of unsuspecting persons as they left their homes for their Saturday errands. Ellis Hodge couldn’t remember the last time the temperature had varied so greatly in the space of a day, but had ...recalled reading something about it and spent several hours poring over past issues of The Farmer’s Almanac in intense research. “Here it is. I knew it was in here somewhere,” he said, reading aloud, even though Miriam and Amanda had gone for a walk and he was the only one at home. “Sioux City, Iowa, May 16, 1997. Thirty-three degrees in the morning, and ninety-one degrees that afternoon. I’ll be darned. Just think of that.” He bent the corner of the page so he could show it to Miriam and Amanda when they returned, hoping it might ease the strain they’d been living under since he’d popped Ralph in the nose.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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