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"
If
it
gets
bad
enough
,
we
're
going
to
go
downstairs
.
"
"
How
bad
do
you
think
it
can
get
?
"
My
dad
was
the
first
to
build
a
year-round
home
on
this
side
of
the
lake
.
When
he
was
hardly
more
than
a
kid
he
and
his
brothers
put
up
a
summer
place
where
the
house
now
stood
,
and
in
1938
a
summer
storm
knocked
it
flat
,
stone
walls
and
all
.
Only
the
boathouse
escaped
.
A
year
later
he
started
the
big
house
.
It
's
the
trees
that
do
the
damage
in
a
bad
blow
.
They
get
old
,
and
the
wind
knocks
them
over
.
It
's
mother
nature
's
way
of
cleaning
house
periodically
.
"
I
do
n't
really
know
,
"
I
said
,
truthfully
enough
.
I
had
only
heard
stories
about
the
great
storm
of
thirty-eight
.
"
But
the
wind
can
come
off
the
lake
like
an
express
train
.
"
Billy
came
back
a
while
later
,
complaining
that
the
monkey
bars
were
no
fun
because
he
was
"
all
sweated
up
.
"
I
ruffled
his
hair
and
gave
him
another
Pepsi
.
More
work
for
the
dentist
.
The
thunderheads
were
getting
closer
,
pushing
away
the
blue
.
There
was
no
doubt
now
that
a
storm
was
coming
.
Norton
had
turned
off
his
radio
.
Billy
sat
between
his
mother
and
me
,
watching
the
sky
,
fascinated
.
Thunder
boomed
,
rolling
slowly
across
the
lake
and
then
echoing
back
again
.
The
clouds
twisted
and
rolled
,
now
black
,
now
purple
,
now
veined
,
now
black
again
.
They
gradually
overspread
the
lake
,
and
I
could
see
a
delicate
caul
of
rain
extending
down
from
them
.
It
was
still
a
distance
away
.
As
we
watched
,
it
was
probably
raining
on
Bolster
's
Mills
,
or
maybe
even
Norway
.
The
air
began
to
move
,
jerkily
at
first
,
lifting
the
flag
and
then
dropping
it
again
.
It
began
to
freshen
and
grew
steady
,
first
cooling
the
perspiration
on
our
bodies
and
then
seeming
to
freeze
it
.
That
was
when
I
saw
the
silver
veil
rolling
across
the
lake
.
It
blotted
out
Harrison
in
seconds
and
then
came
straight
at
us
.
The
powerboats
had
vacated
the
scene
.
Billy
stood
up
from
his
chair
,
which
was
a
miniature
replica
of
our
director
's
chairs
,
complete
with
his
name
printed
on
the
back
.
"
Daddy
!
Look
!
"
