“And for some reason, men and women who told the tale often found a need to add almost identical words. The storm is coming, they said, staring southward in worry. The storm is coming.”
“No need to worry. The closest I've ever come to an STD was a kidney infection. I always put a raincoat on the little fella before heading into a storm.”
“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”
“You told Detective Stotts you think a wild storm is coming.” “I thought you were puking.” “Not with my ears,” he said.”
“Because a storm is coming and I need to be prepared before it gets here.”
“After a storm comes a calm.”