Last week, on Tuesday, I got word of a showing at 5PM: exactly when strong storms were supposed to strike our area. The only ones predicted all week.
Today, I got word of a showing for tomorrow, Mother(apostrophe)s Day. We are having Brooke(apostrophe)s first birthday party-slash-Mother(apostrophe)s Day here at 5PM for 20 people.
Lo and behold, the showing is also at 5PM.
We have not had a party here since Alyssa(apostrophe)s birthday last November.
Isn(apostrophe)t it strange how things always converge in such a way as to make things as difficult as possible?
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