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Then
the
wind
came
.
It
was
as
if
the
house
had
taken
off
like
a
747
.
It
was
a
high
,
breathless
whistling
,
sometimes
deepening
to
a
bass
roar
before
glissading
up
to
a
whooping
scream
.
"
Go
downstairs
,
"
I
told
Steff
,
and
now
I
had
to
shout
to
make
myself
heard
.
Directly
over
the
house
thunder
whacked
mammoth
planks
together
and
Billy
shrank
against
my
leg
.
"
You
come
too
!
"
Steff
yelled
back
.
I
nodded
and
made
shooing
gestures
.
I
had
to
pry
Billy
off
my
leg
.
"
Go
with
your
mother
.
I
want
to
get
some
candles
in
case
the
lights
go
off
.
"
He
went
with
her
,
and
I
started
opening
cabinets
.
Candles
are
funny
things
,
you
know
.
You
lay
them
by
every
spring
,
knowing
that
a
summer
storm
may
knock
out
the
power
.
And
when
the
time
tomes
,
they
hide
.
I
was
pawing
through
the
fourth
cabinet
,
past
the
half-ounce
of
grass
that
Steff
and
I
bought
four
years
ago
and
had
still
not
smoked
much
of
,
past
Billy
's
wind-up
set
of
chattering
teeth
from
the
Auburn
Novelty
Shop
,
past
the
drifts
of
photos
Steffy
kept
forgetting
to
glue
in
our
album
.
I
looked
under
a
Sears
catalogue
and
behind
a
Kewpie
doll
from
Taiwan
that
I
had
won
at
the
Fryeburg
Fair
knocking
over
wooden
milk
bottles
with
tennis
balls
.
I
found
the
candles
behind
the
Kewpie
doll
with
its
glazed
dead
man
's
eyes
.
They
were
still
wrapped
in
their
cellophane
.
As
my
hand
closed
around
them
the
lights
went
out
and
the
only
electricity
was
the
stuff
in
the
sky
.
The
dining
room
was
lit
in
a
series
of
shutter-flashes
that
were
white
and
purple
.
Downstairs
I
heard
Billy
start
to
cry
and
the
low
murmur
of
Steff
soothing
him
.
I
had
to
have
one
more
look
at
the
storm
.
The
water-cyclone
had
either
passed
us
or
broken
up
when
it
reached
the
shoreline
,
but
I
still
could
n't
see
twenty
yards
out
onto
the
lake
.
The
water
was
in
complete
turmoil
.
I
saw
someone
's
dock-the
Jassers
'
,
maybe-hurry
by
with
its
main
supports
alternately
turned
up
to
the
sky
and
buried
in
the
churning
water
.
