The storm
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It started with gentle rain. Amber looked up at the sky, wary, then bit her lip and went inside.
Ermelinda, four houses away, did the same.
The rain started to tap on the windows more insistently. Ermelinda slammed all the windows shut.
Amber climbed out of the window onto the rooftop, safe in the knowledge that everyone was inside. Realising that getting wet would give her away, she climbed back through the window awkwardly, and slammed it shut.
The sky flashed blindingly white. Ermelinda grabbed a blanket and curled up on the sofa.
Amber grabbed a book and curled up on the sofa.
Thunder growled menacingly. Ermelinda woke up and glared at the sky.
Amber threw a pillow at the window.
The rain stabbed the ground and hammered on the windows. The sky was almost black.
Amber cooked the fish. Ermelinda curled up tighter, then rose reluctantly and cooked her fish.
The last thing they both did before falling asleep was to look accusingly at the sky.
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