I loved this chapter--made me feel like I was back home. I grew up in the Kansas City area on the Missouri side of the state line (Independence MO to be exact) and not one summer went by without at LEAST one good tornado going by. I LOVE a good thunderstorm. The type that shakes the foundation of the house and lights up the night like its noon. . . .

This somehow seemed terribly appropriate:
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It just looks like the Kent place--dosen't it?

Wonderful chapter! Looking forward to your next update.

Vonceil

Johnny was a chemist,
Now Johnny is no more,
For what he thought was H two O
Was really H two S O four.
--Lab safety limrick--