Night before.

Once I had been in Indiana for a little while, I could finally see the edge of the rainstorm in which I'd been driving for hours: it cut a clean diagonal across the sky, and I was heading right toward it, right toward the line where the dark grey clouds gave way to a sunny afternoon. And so what if the sunny part of the afternoon didn't last too long? By the time the clouds were back, I was here, home, with my family and the sore-footed dog.
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