The storm arrived before breakfast, and by the time I finished brushing my teeth, rain was hammering against the windows hard enough to make the whole building shake.
I stood in the bathroom doorway, listening to the thunder rolling across town, and for once, the sound didn't immediately make me think about danger.
It was just a storm.
I showered quickly, pulled on an old pair of jeans and a thick sweatshirt, and headed downstairs with my hair still damp.
Mia was already behind the counter, staring through the front windows.
"This isn't slowing down." Mia said as I walked beside her.
"No, it isn't." I said.
Rain poured across the street, and water was already gathering along the gutters.
"We might as well close." I said and Mia nodded.
"I think that's a good idea." She said.
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