Driving Past The Nuclear Plant

How often have you heard it: tornado rips through trailer court leaving dozens dead, homes demolished. Shoot of straw burrows into pine fence post. Or: family killed, dog found barking on roof.

So last night as the rain rattled off my hood like rocks, I looked, and there, black in the few hundred feet between storm clouds and ground, the twister dropped.

I pulled over, cut the engine, covered my head to wait it out.

But no wind roared. The rain let up. When I looked once more, only the reactor's tower funneled in the dark. I left. I drove so fast I swear I rose, swirling in the window's blast.

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