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Chapter 238

The storm Leesa had been wondering about arrived with a flourish the next morning. Not snow, though, as she had been thinking—unfortunately, the air wasn’t quite cold enough for that. Instead, great sheets of rain pounded down, driven at a sharp angle by a howling wind out of the northeast.

Rumbling explosions of thunder had pulled Leesa from her bed shortly after eight o’clock. For a brief moment she had been startled and frightened, wondering in her half-awake state if she was under some kind of magical attack, but then she recognized the thunder and lightning for what they were. She quickly slipped into her terrycloth robe and fur-lined slippers and went to the side window, where the view of the storm would be best. When she pulled the curtain open, she was not disappointed in the least.

Snug and warm in her robe and slippers, she stared in wonder at the fury of the storm. The morning was dim and gray under dark, low hanging clouds, with pelting ra

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