The radio in the car squealed with a familiar emergency broadcast tone and a mechanical voice recited the National Weather Service message that there was a tornado warning in our region. The sky above me looked innocuous enough, there were even patches of blue in between the gray clouds, the storm was rushing in another direction, and I soon understood that the threat was not imminent for me, but the urgency resonated even so.
It might have been otherwise.
Somewhere, nearby, the wind was picking up and the sky was darkening. People were weighing whether they should evacuate their homes, retreat to their cellars, abandon their cars, or otherwise find shelter. I wished them all the luck in the world. It could have been us, but it wasn't.
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