Stella here... just barely!
Jeezum, I actually thought we was gonna blow out inta th' bay last night!
That ol' wind was just howlin' like a banshee an' th' rain actually come in under th' door f'r a time. I hadta put down a couple towels t' keep it back!
All I c'd think of was one o' Ruth Moore's poems. "...I thought the lighthouse was poundin' down, the sea made so and it blew such a gale."
It's a good thing Harvey's got nerves o' steel. Me an' th' cat was some spooked, I tell ya! She went an' hid in th' closet... an' I come pretty close t' goin' in with her - 'cept f'r Harvey just settin' in his chair grinnin'. He kep' sayin' this ol' house has been through many a storm an' would last through many a more.
Guess he was right, though. We're still here this mornin'.
Love,
Stella
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