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Around
ten
o'clock
the
last
squall
came
.
It
was
bad
.
The
wind
howled
almost
as
loudly
as
it
had
the
first
time
,
and
lightning
seemed
to
be
flashing
all
around
us
.
More
trees
fell
,
and
there
was
a
splintering
crash
down
by
the
water
that
made
Steff
utter
a
low
cry
.
Billy
had
gone
to
sleep
on
her
lap
.
"
David
,
what
was
that
?
"
"
I
think
it
was
the
boathouse
.
"
"
Oh
.
Oh
,
Jesus
.
"
"
Steffy
,
I
want
us
to
go
downstairs
again
.
"
I
took
Billy
in
my
arms
and
stood
up
with
him
.
Steffs
eyes
were
big
and
frightened
.
"
David
,
are
we
going
to
be
all
right
.
"
"
Yes
.
"
"
Really
?
"
"
Yes
.
"
We
went
downstairs
.
Ten
minutes
later
,
as
the
final
squall
peaked
,
there
was
a
splintering
crash
from
upstairs-the
picture
window
.
So
maybe
my
vision
earlier
had
n't
been
so
crazy
after
all
.
Steff
,
who
had
been
dozing
,
woke
up
with
a
little
shriek
,
and
Billy
stirred
uneasily
in
the
guest
bed
.
