5 Tornadoes in 5 days
Day six dawned with clear skies and no wind. Maybe we would be lucky today.
Not that there was much of the town left.
Five tornadoes in five days all in the same town, all at 5 o’clock.
Wind had turned the buildings to debris then to rubble then to complete devastation by day five. There was hardly enough dirt left to blow.
We watched the white clad team of scientists swarming like ants around the magic weather machine. It was going to save us.
Ha! They acted so smart flooding the town with their shiny government trucks. Unnatural phenomenon, they called it. Five tornadoes, five days, 5 o’clock .
“Maybe its aliens,” Fred hawked and spat.
It ain’t aliens,” Joe sneered. “This is Oklahoma. Aliens stick to New Mexico.”
“Maybe God don’t like our new mayor.” Fred eagerly looked to Joe.
“God don’t care about our mayor,” Joe smacked Fred on the arm, “preachers, yeah, but not mayors”
“Well then, what do you think it is?” Fred rubbed his arm.
“Jehovah witnesses.” Joe said with complete surety.
“It ain’t Johovah witnesses.” I scoffed. “They use pamphlets and they’d blow away in the wind.”
“Well, you’re so smart what do you think it is?” Joe crossed his arms and stared me down.
“Maybe it’s the Democrats!” Fred interrupted.
Joe smacked Fred on the back of the head, “Shut up, stupid.”
“You’re stupid.” Fred mumbled.
I shook my head thinking it was probably just Mother Nature trying to rid the world of stupid people like Fred and Joe.
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