When I was four or five I was standing in our gravel driveway on Marlboro Ave. The sun was shining like a good example and at the same time it began to rain, but only on half of the driveway. My mother said this was a called a sunshower. And I said,
ok, now I’ve seen it all.
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How can you make four sentences so incredible?
We had a rash of them here last week; I drove through several on the way home.
Here in hill country I've often witnessed my rain-soaked back deck from my sunny front porch.
Go figure.
I have a similar, early memory of the same event. It was the beginning of an era of disbelief.
My mom told me, during the same phenomenon, that the devil was beating his wife.
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