The woman looked anxiously at the sky, then bent over to get another wet diaper to hang on the clothes line to dry. She was enjoying this warm weather, but something just didn't seem right, it being late January and all. Still sore from the birth of her baby girl a few days ago, she quickly hung the cotton diapers to dry. She could see the clouds building in the western sky. By the time she collected the dry diapers a few hours later, the sky was overcast and a northwest wind cut though her cotton house dress. Grabbing her heavy coat, she began to bring in dry wood for the fireplace. By the time she had enough for that night, a cold rain had began to fall. When her husband got home from work a little while later, the rain had begun freezing and already, a thin glaze of ice covered the porch steps. They listened, quiet, that night as the rain pounded the tin roof of the house and the wind raged outside their windows. The husba...
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