We were being bombarded by fierce winds that rocked the house and rattled the windows. The trees outside sway violently back and forth and leaves were rip from their branches and quickly disappeared into the gray sky.
I looked at the girls and told them, "I think our house might blow away!"
Kaitlyn turned to me with an unworried face and spoke with authority. "No Mom. It won't. it's glued."
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